Panesar

A headline in my hometown newspaper brought me to tears this morning. B.P. Panesar had died. He was a renowned artist. Water color. Oil. Etchings. He was also made a…

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On Thanksgiving

I'm at work today, on Thanksgiving, surrounded by news that projects mankind in the worst sort of way -- war, murder, rape. But I am also heartened by the best…

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