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...Fonda." His first words were "Call me Hank." I mentioned I grew up in his home state of Nebraska, and we must have talked for 20 or 30 minutes. He said he hated those types of parties. He was a really nice guy, just like George. Jim Christensen, Santa Maria, California...
...film has the budget to make environmental activism not only engaging but also cinematically stunning.Footage from the last thirty years is seamlessly interwoven with eerie shots of Austin’s underground aquifer and a haunting voice-over reading Wendell Berry’s poem “Santa Clara Valley.” Shots contrasting the hills of thirty or even fifteen years ago with the bleak suburbs of today provide a visual counterpart to the sprawl outlined in maps and diagrams throughout the film.But Dunn’s real coup is the interviews, in which a variety...
...heart. The day's popularity throughout so many centuries suggests that the stories of Valentinus' deeds in the service of love have caught the public's imagination. Before condemning things of legend, consider how we have incorporated tales of another saint into our lives. Although society has made Santa Claus the hero of a consumer-driven, materialistic culture, at the core of that character is the love St. Nicholas had for his God and neighbor. Why not celebrate the legend of Valentinus on Valentine's Day? Sharon Reidy, Bedford, Mass...
What's your idea of the afterlife? -Luan Mai, Santa Clara, Calif.I don't think we can imagine what it is like to be fully united with God in his kingdom, but we can have great expectation and hope. I don't think it is a little angel with a harp sitting on a cloud or the barren afterlife we see in so many films. I think it is a rich and wonderful place...
...padre è Michele,” my dad said, and instantly hoards of other relatives poured out of the house exclaiming “Santa Maria!” and smothering our cheeks with kisses. They ushered us into the kitchen where the women were preparing the Ferragosto lunch, comparable to American Thanksgiving. Half an hour later, more food had been made, extra chairs were fitted around the table, and my brother and I were instructed to sit at the kids’ table with a cousin whose name was Maria Grazie—forever “Maria...