The eleventh day of the eleventh month has always seemed to me to be special. Even if the reason for it fell apart as the years went on, it was a symbol of something close to the high part of the heart. Perhaps a life that stretches through two or three wars takes its first war rather seriously, but I still think we should have kept the name "Armistice Day." Its implications were a little more profound, a little more hopeful.
Walt Kelly (Ten Everlovin' Blue-Eyed Years With Pogo, p. 100)
ReligionProf Podcast Episode 4 with Shayna Watson - I will be serving as moderator at the end of this month for a panel at the first ever TheoCon (it is better to spell it with a Greek theta, as ΘeoCon, to...
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