Dick Price: To give me a certain weight with potential donors, I had put “Executive Director” on my business card. To the guys in the house and most of the board members, “House Daddy” fit better.
Reflections on Richard Flanagan’s The Narrow Road to the Deep North
Walter G. Moss: The thought that love is also hell ends the novel’s reflections on the complexity of love. But the “miracle” of the crimson flower discovered in a miserable Japanese POW camp in Thailand speaks to the transcendent power of beauty.
Unlucky in Love
Dick Price: Telling how I’d stepped away from good-paying jobs—some with paid vacations and full healthcare coverage—to one that paid $400 a month, plus my own room in the halfway house, all the food I could eat and donated clothes I could wear, and gas for my car, that might be a place to start.
Past Controls the Present in Lisa Reddick’s ‘The Same River’
Robert M. Nelson: This tale of environmental degradation unveils a spectrum of human behaviors shaped by local circumstances. These localized behaviors, good and bad, have global applicability.
Walking Late at Night
Dick Price: Picking up her pace and averting her eyes as she approached, she hugged the far side of the walkway and skirted quickly past to avoid my hulking figure.