A Nice Way to an End an Memoir

Born to RunOnce again in the shadow of the steeple, as I stood feeling the old soul of my tree, my town, weighing upon me, the words and benediction came back to me.  I’d chanted them singsong, unthinkingly, endlessly in the green blazer, ivory shirt and green tie of St. Rose’s unwilling disciples.  Tonight they came to me and flowed differently.  Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed by they name.  Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil…all of us, forever and ever, amen.

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  1. Thinking back to my first Springsteen encounter 35 years ago when he (and I) were angry young men, I would not have expected this depth in a memoir. I am actually impressed enough to seek out this book.


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