Edward Curtin I sit here in the silence of the awakening dawn’s stillness stunned by the realization that I...
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Edward Curtin “The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man’s heart. One must imagine Sisyphus...
Edward Curtin My title comes from a song sung by soldiers as they marched to hell in the trenches of World...
Edward Curtin Sixty years ago in the late fall and early winter, a seventeen-year-old blue-eyed Bronx boy went by...
Edward Curtin It’s hard to say where things begin, but they do, as do we, and we are somehow...
Edward Curtin Something is happening here, But you don’t know what it is, Do you, Mr. Jones? Bob Dylan,...
John Steppling Some books demand slower reading than others. Ed Curtin’s new book is such a case. But then...
Walk the streets in the United States and many countries these days and you will see streaming crowds of...
Edward Curtin Imagine this: A so-called presidential historian for a major television network publishes an interview in the most...
Edward Curtin I never met the great basketball player, Bob Cousy, the man known as “the Houdini of the...
Edward Curtin And all the news just repeats itself Like some forgotten dream we’ve both seen” John Prine, Hello...
Edward Curtin For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak with most miraculous organ.” Hamlet On May 1,...
