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Monthly Archives: December 2014
Our most endearing trait? Our ability to hope.
This coming Wednesday night, once again – as I do every year – I will be contemplating the irony and wistfulness in the penultimate sentence in “The Great Gatsby:” “Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . … Continue reading
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Tagged Bohjalian, Hope, New Year's Eve, New Year's resolutions, The Great Gatsby
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They don’t make toys like they used to — thank heavens
The bug wasn’t Gregor Samsor-big. We’re not talking Kafkaesque. But in my memory it was the size of a cat. It was vaguely wasp-like – black and yellow – with both a stinger at the rear and an earwig’s pincers … Continue reading
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Tagged Bohjalian, chemistry set, Christmas, Creepy Crawlers, Gumby, Hula Hoop, Santa, Thingmaker
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Shining the light on the homeless — one candle at a time
This coming Thursday evening around 5:30, you’ll see a small crowd assembled on the exterior steps of Burlington, Vermont’s City Hall, looking out upon Church Street. Sometimes there are 30 people and sometimes there are 50. It might be snowing, … Continue reading
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Tagged Bohjalian, Committee on Temporary Shelter, homeless, Vermont
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White House Visitor Center missed an opportunity and swept Genocide under the rug
You know your moral compass is a little off when you censor a story about a gift to a U.S. president from a group of orphans — even though that story makes your grandparents and great-grandparents look like Mother Teresa. … Continue reading
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Tagged Armenian Genocide, Bohjalian, Orphan Rug, The Sandcastle Girls, White House
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