The problems facing our species at this moment in history, says Roy Scranton, suggest grim passage ahead, although some kind of redemption might be possible through art and the imagination.
‘About the time my son went into Gaza as a soldier with the Israeli Defense forces, I started learning to play Bach’s “Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring,” which expresses in music my own longing to give my heart to God.’
Father Bob Pelton went to Latin America to serve the people there, but he didn’t envision his work for social justice would put his life in danger — as subversive to government efforts there, and here.
When Father Scully launched ACE to send college grads to serve and teach in Catholic schools with designated needs, he wasn’t expecting this.
A trip on the Atchafalaya Swamp prompted this prescription for living the good life.
Gotham Greens helps Manhattan restaurants serve the freshest vegetables from resourceful rooftop gardens right there in the city.
As a kid on visits to Idaho, John Fry ’93 marveled at the stores of honey arrayed on his grandmother’s kitchen shelves. Now an analyst with the U.S. International Trade Commission in Washington, D.C., Fry started keeping bees in April 2010 to guarantee access to the chemical-free elixir he’d enjoyed as a kid.
Our need for food, particularly if it’s fast, is a weighty cause of environmental problems. What needs to be done, one Michigan farmer says, is to teach everyone to eat smarter — and that’s why she came down to campus once a week this spring.
I had great parents. One of the best things they did for me was to talk about stuff. And we had lots to talk about.
America’s agricultural heritage is experiencing a makeover these days as more people get personally involved in old-fashioned field-to-table endeavors.
“This new approach to agriculture is best defined not as organic or sustainable but agroecological and regenerative.”
The classic guide for realists and dreamers. That’s the subtitle of John Seymour’s classic The New Complete Book of Self-Sufficiency. I’m a bit of both. My dream is having a small farm, around five acres. On top of that I’d like to build and fix as much as possible on my own, preferably using materials that I don’t need to go to the store to get. Seymour, in this book, covers all of that — and much more.
When Katherine Corcoran graduated from Notre Dame, she chose to join the press and report on the commencement ceremony, which featured Ronald Reagan as the speaker, rather than walking with her classmates. “[I]f you want to be a journalist, that’s your role. . . . Your way of being involved and your service to the society is with the pen and the notebook.”
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