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Grey Sparrow Journal

Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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The Bay of Pigs

 

 

Out in the yard, gravel, in New Ulm that day, we sat under a tree:  Myself, my husband, with our baby daughter.

We listened, afraid, to the saber-rattling on the portable radio.  We looked at our child and learned to pray that day.

 

                                                                                                                              —Marie Sheppard Williams