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Super Thursday

By Benjamin J. Butler


English Countryside


The plane glides over the green pastures below as we approach London Heathrow. The sky is still lit by the reddish hue of sunset. Although I have lived overseas for the most of two decades, this scene never bores me nor fails to light something within. I guess most people feel something when they return to the Motherland. For some reason one of the hymns we used to sing at boarding school echoes in my mind:

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On England's pleasant pastures seen!

I met an Australian woman at breakfast in Seoul today who was originally born in Latvia and looking forward to a rather sentimental summer back there. She was forced to leave many decades ago during war. It was only a generation or two ago that many experienced forced dislocations by wars. Of course ... Log in or subscribe to continue reading.

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