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September 30, 2002

Vol. 187 / No. 9

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Editorials
The EditorsSeptember 30, 2002

Debbie Lannaman and her 8-year-old daughter, Chelsea, live in Harlem, a legendary New York City neighborhood with 10 public elementary schools. To each of these schools Ms. Lannaman gives an F. The failures in these cases are not the fault of the teachers, who are front-line troops doing the best th

Faith in Focus
Emil A. WcelaSeptember 30, 2002

Mama Leone’s was a famous restaurant in midtown Manhattan a few decades ago. A combination of location—West 48th Street between Seventh Avenue and Eighth Avenue—food, atmosphere and entertainment attracted tourists into waiting lines that often stretched into the street. If the ma&

Books
Stephen Bede ScharperSeptember 30, 2002

Though often labeled a modern-day Thoreau Wendell Berry is perhaps more akin to a biblical prophet a lone voice crying not in the wilderness but from his own farm Like Isaiah and Amos Berry is able to discern the embedded patterns of corruption and injustice in a culture of haves and have-nots

Books
Scott ApplebySeptember 30, 2002

By this point in his illustrious career Garry Wills the most celebrated Catholic intellectual in the United States must find it increasingly burdensome to be ldquo Garry Wills rdquo Not only the most celebrated but perhaps the most ubiquitous as well This spiritual autobiography which doub

Books
Andrew M. GreeleySeptember 30, 2002

When we were in the seminary our economics professor Ed Roche God be good to him told us one day that his classmates were getting old ldquo I say to them when you start complaining about the young guys it rsquo s proof you rsquo re getting old rdquo Ironically his classmates in those days

The Word
John R. DonahueSeptember 30, 2002

Tales of unrequited love have shaped the tragic imagination in dramas like Euripides rsquo s ldquo Medea rdquo or Shakespeare rsquo s ldquo Othello rdquo in which the spurned Roderigo hastens the downfall of ldquo one that loved not wisely but too well rdquo in epic poems with Dido on the

Columns
Lorraine V. MurraySeptember 30, 2002

My dad was a gambler. One of my earliest memories is seeing him checking the racing results in the newspaper and circling likely prospects for the next day’s betting. My father’s habit wouldn’t have been a problem had we been a rich family, but we weren’t. When he and my mom