Don’t eat that! Do ask questions. Do not use that tone of voice with me, young man. Do pick up the wet towel from the floor and hang it either on the closet...
Author - Brian Doyle
I was visiting a third grade recently when we got into a conversation about prayer beads and how pretty much every religion has some form of prayer beads, from...
On the day my older brother was due at the draft board our father did not go to work. This was shocking. He always went to work. He never took a sick day. He...
By chance I was on campus late at night recently, and realized that I could savor Mass in one of the residence halls; there are ten such halls on my campus...
I was in a tiny wooden town in Alaska recently when I walked past a tiny wooden church. I find small wooden sacred places irresistible, whether they are...
Recently a friend asked me why I was Catholic. I mumbled the first few reasons that entered my head—the faith of my family, the enticing power of the...
Frequent contributor Brian Doyle writes, furious and haunted and mourning, from Oregon, where nine people were murdered and 10 others crippled by a gun-toting...
A priest prone, his face to the floor, his arms stretched like broken wings. The chapel silent and expectant. Thorny-voiced Isaiah: “He was despised and...
By Mary Gordon (Pantheon, 2009) What if one of the great Catholic storytellers in America decided to wander through the New Testament in search not of wisdom...
