The full moon on the clear night backlit the red brick buildings with their white detailed inset windows. The bronze toe of Mr. Harvard’s large foot shone in the moonlight as I touched it and I prayed over him, this...

I Am Freed From A diverse group of nine students huddled together last Friday night, sprawled out with hands extended over an old map, heads bowed and singing freedom. We laid and sat, circled around a laminated campus map of...