writing
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Re-awakening an old muscle
The height of my Spanish proficiency occurred when I was 20 years old. It was the Fall of my Junior year of college. I had just come back from spending the summer in a language emersion program in Barcelona. That fall I enrolled in a Spanish literature course. I had finally graduated from the formal Continue reading
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Filling the church
How do you measure a life? A grand philosophical question with a plethora of potential answers, but this last weekend had me thinking about this as I attended my grandmother’s funeral. My grandmother Theresa DiFranco passed away at the age of 96. Born in 1929, she was a product of the Great Depression. She lived Continue reading
Jeff Cangialosi 