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(Writer’s note: We had a memorial service on May 26 for Modestus Chukwunonso Chimezie, may he rest in peace, and this is a mix of what I wrote/said extemporaneously at the service.) “Go to St. Thomas More.” These were some of the last words I shared with my
(Writer’s note: We had a memorial service on May 26 for Modestus Chukwunonso Chimezie, may he rest in peace, and this is a mix of what I wrote/said extemporaneously at the service.) “Go to St. Thomas More.” These were some of the last words I shared with my
Freddy Nakamura held his feverish infant daughter, Adaora, close, in her yellow blanket. They were at their family home in an inaka west of Tokyo near Kanagawa. It was a cool evening, a full moon peeked through an open window at the oyabun caring for his sick child. A gentle
Freddy Nakamura held his feverish infant daughter, Adaora, close, in her yellow blanket. They were at their family home in an inaka west of Tokyo near Kanagawa. It was a cool evening, a full moon peeked through an open window at the oyabun caring for his sick child. A gentle