The Discipline of Reconciliation: Part 1 of 5

Calling and Identity   My identity as an activist brought me to this moment, facing off against Boston Police officers in front of the Federal Reserve Building overlooking Dewey Square. Excited after a long march, my comrades and I yelled such obscenities as only a crowd could produce. I remember the moment quite clearly. I … Continue reading The Discipline of Reconciliation: Part 1 of 5