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‘Tis the night before I turn 50. I contemplate. So of course, my brain turns to mush. Much of the serious contemplation turns to the last post, which is a poem by e e cummings, recited at the opening of a conference I was just at by Brother David Steindl-Rast. He and I have become … Continue reading the last of 49, and the very last of 40