Two Chilling Blasts From the (not so distant) Past
I’m reading a memoir/autobiography, Writing Straight With Crooked Lines, by Jim Forest. Jim died recently, after a long life spent in peace work, including much collaboration with Quakers. After the attack on a huge Ukrainian nuclear power plant, two passages in it leapt out at me this morning. The first was merely a blip — … Continue reading Two Chilling Blasts From the (not so distant) Past