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From the December 2005 Print Edition

December, the month of that most holy day, which makes Christian even the falling snow. (In whispers, the winds tell everything they know to the forest and the pebbles in the river spray.) Each soul, at this great story, awakes afresh, reviving childhoods from ages gone by. (The country churches . . . . Continue Reading »