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Marc Ian Barasch

July 23, 2010 by  
Filed under Nuggets

All’s quiet a few miles down a dirt road at Saint Benedict’s Monastery, its soaring, carved wood architecture at once a psalm to the earth and a paean to whatever lies beyond. Father Keating emerges to greet me. An eighty-one-year-old man in a plaid wool shirt, watchcap plunked on his bald head, he could be [...]