Back in the 1980s and ’90s, going to the House of Crosses was a rite of passage for us teenagers. The property, which sprawls for
If sometimes racism is called a social problem, other times a disease (often, a “cancer” on the South), and still other times a “poison,” most
Less than two weeks ago, at the nearly three-hour-long Saturday night Easter Vigil service at Montgomery’s St. Bede the Venerable, I joined the Catholic Church.
The first seven weeks of Catholic education and this process of joining the Church has gone well and has been basically uneventful so far. Having
It might seem a little bit odd to choose buy a copy of the Catechism of the Catholic Church and read it, but that’s what I have
In the more than two months since I have written about my movement toward becoming a Catholic, a lot has changed. It may not be