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    life sentence

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham July 6, 2006

    Ken Lay died yesterday of a massive heart attack. The news of his death sent my mind in two directions. First, it sent me back to my belief that the corporation is one of the most insidious inventions of modern life. The giant Greed Machine that is Capitalism gave birth to the corporation the way…

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    patriotic melodies

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham July 4, 2006

    It was the second night of two sold out concerts at the Cotton Bowl in the summer of Born in the USA and Reaganomics. I had been to both and had watched Bruce Springsteen hold the crowds in the palm of his hand for over four hours each night. When he came out for his…

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    miss to mass

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham July 3, 2006

    We all made it back from Mississippi safely last night and most of us made it to church this morning to tell of what we had seen and done and experienced. The week was full of good things. Even though I was there, I found the refelctions of the young people full of surprises. Their…

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    mass to miss

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham June 27, 2006

    It’s only Tuesday moring and the week has been full already. Eighty-eight of us made the trek from Massachusetts to Mississippi, thanks to three different flights on Southwest Airlines. We over came storms and schedules, but even under the best circumstances moving ninety people around is cumbersome. Sunday we worshipped with the folks here at…

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    appliance time

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham June 23, 2006

    I’ve been to Sears twice this week. The first time was to mark a rite of passage in our marriage: we bought our second washer-dryer set. The first ones have been giving us indications that fourteen years was enough. The last time the guy came to do the regular maintenance, he suggested we need not…

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    inch by inch

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham June 21, 2006

    In my city living days, I volunteered at Club Passim, a truly legendary folk club in Harvard Square. In those days, they used volunteers for most everything; I ran sound on the nights I could, sometimes for folks I knew, sometimes for folks I did not know so well. Dave Mallett fell into the latter…

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    one of those days

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham June 17, 2006

    Despite the first weekend of sunshine in awhile, my days have been feeling cloudier again. This time, there are some circumstances that help explain it to a point, which does help me in some sense. With the storm front looming, I was glad to come across Ronald Wallace’s poem, “Blessings” on The Writer’s Almanac this…

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    think on these things

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham June 16, 2006

    Forbes Magazine released its “Celebrity 100” today, which is a list of the most powerful people in the entertainment industry. How one makes the list is best described by the folks at Forbes: “But generating headlines isn’t enough to solidify your standing in Hollywood. A fat paycheck won’t do it, either. Only a combination of…

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    not alone

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham June 15, 2006

    If this can be termed the century of the common man, then soccer, of all sports, is surely his game…. In a world haunted by the hydrogen and napalm bomb, the football field is a place where sanity and hope are still left unmolested. ~Stanley Rous, 1952 I have a confession: for the three weeks…

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    drive-by sacredness

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham June 14, 2006

    One of my mother-in-law’s favorite toys is the paddle with the ball attached by a rubber band where you hit the ball and it comes racing back and you see how many times you can hit it without missing. My life feels a lot like that ball over the last few weeks. Ginger and I…

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