I begin today with three short readings. The first is from Ernest Hemingway. He began his short story entitled “Capital of the world” with a long sentence: Madrid is full of boys named Paco, which is diminutive of the name Francisco, and there is a Madrid joke about a father who came to Madrid and […]

I walked into the room and saw a teddy bear. And then, I saw, lying on the bed, a young man with blue eyes, sandy brown curls, and freckles. As our eyes met, a smile broadened across his face. He told me his name is Josh. I introduced myself as Alan, the chaplain. For this […]