My journey as a St. Francis foot soldier, Veteran, TBI, and PTSD survivor, as I continue to serve all of humanity,. Sunday, May 7, 2017. You know why? Because I was smiling the whole time. Thursday, March 16, 2017. My First Retreat with Veterans. Born in 1976, in a small town in Massachusetts, I was raised in a fa.

The City is endless to the edges of the world. West and east, north and south, unbroken, the City goes on, long arterial highways spreading into streets and boulevards, nourishing the buildings that are born and age and die. It has always been this way; it must always be this way, the City of and for itself, the silent lives of empty rooms. I have good reasons to prolong the Ruricolist; I feel how much I owe to .