My Take

Summers of Love

In the 1960s, Margaret Grundstein M.A. ’02 lived a communal life in the backwoods of Oregon. Four decades later, she has learned that love is still currency.

Ties That Bind Us

Googling oneself is an exercise of quiet narcissism that many of us indulge in, I suspect. Google “Welsh Jesuit” — something I do occasionally — and there appears an engraving of a man with gaunt features and an enigmatic expression. Less ambiguous is the rope around his neck and the large knife sticking out of his chest.

My Take: Sharpened Tongues

  An expatriate reflects on the language of politics back home. In my late 20s, I fell in love with a Canadian and moved to another country — something life-altering that was both safe and slightly exotic. Canada, exotic? I’d…