Column: Whenever it's published in the next few months, I expect to read Harper Lee's novel Go Set a Watchman.
Appreciation: Robert McClory made me laugh from the first time I saw him. I'm talking about shoulder-shaking, body-convulsing laughter.
Appreciation: St. Joseph Sr. Bette Moslander was intimately involved in helping religious orders align with the teachings of Vatican II.
Chaplains who are part of the Army's first line of defense against suicide say they need more training in how to prevent soldiers from killing themselves, according to a Rand Corp. survey published online Tuesday.
Nearly all the chaplains and chaplain assistants surveyed said they have dealt with suicidal soldiers, and most said they encourage troubled soldiers to get help. Because of confidentiality, roughly half said they would be reluctant to alert someone in the chain of command about the soldier, and roughly a third said they would not call a crisis hotline for the soldier.
Cardinal Jean-Claude Turcotte, cardinal of the people, died Wednesday in Montreal's Marie-Clarac Hospital.
The 78-year-old cardinal, who served as Montreal's archbishop for 22 years, was diabetic, and his health had been in decline for several months. He was moved to palliative care March 24.
Turcotte was remembered as a populist, a down-to-earth cleric with a common touch who once supported an ad campaign that urged Montreal residents to pray for his beloved Canadiens to make the National Hockey League playoffs.
Simply Spirit: Robert McClory has left us for a better place, and we are the poorer for it.
It was the first time Anabaptist Mennonite Biblical Seminary publicly took responsibility for the abuse and neglect, which happened in the '70s and '80s.
Book reviews: Those with an interest in our nation's most controversial presidency, the stream of White House tapes, new documents and histories continues unabated.
PeaceWorks Kansas City objected to the factory Chris Gentile runs, which assembles non-nuclear components of nuclear weapons.
When asked to describe the mystery of Easter, author Carl Knudsen responded with the following story. Years ago, an old municipal lamplighter, engaged in putting out the street lamps one by one, was met by a reporter who asked him if he ever grew weary of his work. After all, it was a lonely job and the night was cold and damp.
"Never am I cheerless," said the old man, "for there is always a light ahead of me to lead me on."