Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Fool for Christ: The Story of Dorothy Day, with actress Sarah Melici

by Rosalie Riegle


Fool for Christ premiered at Maryhouse in New York in February of 1998.

When Dan Berrigan saw the play for the first time, he wrote, "Fool for Christ is worthy of the original Dorothy.”

In this one-woman drama, Melici masterfully plays Dorothy as well as eleven other characters important to her life, including Forster Batterham, the father of her daughter. As a costume, she wears a simple replica of the prison uniform from Dorothy’s last arrest, when she was jailed with the farm workers in Delano, California, supporting Cesar Chavez and the United Farmworkers union campaign.

Sarah Melici toured the country with this wonderful play about Dorothy’s life, performing at colleges and parishes and Catholic Worker houses, sometimes being called back for repeat performances.  Our Catholic Worker house in Saginaw, Michigan brought her both to Saginaw Valley State University and to the Diocesan Center, and she stayed at our house, where the guests all loved her.

Sarah Melici
Unfortunately, Sarah is unable to tour with the play at the moment, but we are blessed that a beautiful video of her play is available.  So even if you can't bring Sarah in person to your community, you can still bring this professionally done performance (not just a taping of the play but a video Sarah commissioned).   

If you buy the DVD, you can view it as a community, show it to explain Dorothy to your parish and your friends, even use it as a fund-raiser as many houses did with the original play.

As Dan Berrigan says, "In this monologue--passionate, funny, and heartfelt--Dorothy Day lives!" 

To order, click on http://foolforchrist.com/dvd.html.  Mention Catholic Worker On-line Journal and take a 20% discount when you buy two or more DVDs.

Dorothy Day and Radical Journalism

by Jim Forest


I recently found a book, Art for The Masses: A Radical Magazine and its Graphics 1911-1917,  that I want to recommend to those with either an interest in radical journalism or in Dorothy Day. 

Dorothy Day, center, and two friends selling the New York Call in 1917.  
Day left The New York Call to work on The Masses.
The book features much of the best art published in The Masses, one of America's most remarkable journals.  Dorothy Day worked withThe Masses in the months before it was closed by the US government in 1917, all its files and back issues confiscated, and the editors arrested and charged with sedition. The "crime" was opposition to US entry into World War I. Dorothy wasn't arrested because her name was not on the masthead when the warrants were written, and so she was able to get out the last issue. The publisher is Temple University Press. Used copies of both the hardcover and paperback edition are easy to find at used book sites.

The book is based on an exhibition organized by the Yale University Art Gallery in 1984. Used copies of both the hardcover and paperback editions are easy to find of used book sites. It offers not only a great deal of the journal's best artwork but also makes for fascinating reading.

The book's cover.



Jim Forest <jhforest@gmail.com>
Jim and Nancy Forest
Kanisstraat 5 / 1811 GJ Alkmaar / The Netherlands

Monday, October 3, 2011

Gandhi’s Lesson for Today



In a soon-to-be published book entitled Gandhi and the Unspeakable: His Final Experiments with Truth, Jim Douglass contrasts the deadly machinations of Gandhi's probable killers with Gandhi’s own incredible bravery and that of his followers, whose mantra during campaigns for independence expressed their absolute commitment to resist injustice openly, lovingly and fearlessly: with their whole lives. Their mantra was “Do or die.” (Flickr: Hiteshi)

By 1946, the longed-for independence of India had become a reality, but Gandhi was deeply dismayed by the slaughter taking place as Hindus, Muslims and Sikhs massacred each other. He determined to visit the villages most affected by the violence, beginning in the Noakhali region where the population included 1,800,000 Muslims and 400,000 Hindus. In this region, “the minority Hindus were landowners and professionals,” Douglass writes. “They had ignored grievances from Muslim workers who, incensed by tales of Hindus killing Muslims elsewhere, carried out vicious attacks.”

Gandhi and a handful of his friends fanned out, going singly to the Noakhali villages where savage butchery had taken place, and agreed to live alone, in the midst of the violence, and do their best to clean up the debris, rebuild homes and be of general service to the community.

Douglass focuses on the image of Gandhi walking 116 miles to visit 47 villages, forced to balance as precariously in travel as he had in his politics and his life: “Walking against a background of sky and vegetation, Gandhi could be seen crossing the shankos of Noakhali, narrow bamboo bridges held high on poles.” This trip, made at age 77, he undertook many parts of entirely alone: he and his followers were needed in too many places.

Ordinary people responded positively to the pilgrims who came into their villages. The experiment moved on to Bihar, Calcutta and eventually to New Delhi, attempting to combat the terrorism of both Hindu and Muslim ethnic violence. Eventually, in Delhi, he undertook a final fast for Hindu-Muslim unity. “I shall terminate the fast only when peace has returned to Delhi,” said Gandhi. “If peace is restored to Delhi it will have effect not only on the whole of India but also on Pakistan. When that happens, a Muslim will be able to walk around in the city all by himself.”

Gandhi’s assassins were plotting violence in secret, both against Gandhi and his vision of Muslim safety in the heart of India, even as Gandhi repeatedly risked all, employing his “truth force,” the astonishing power of truth, of transparency and nonviolence, that had liberated India. What relevance do Gandhi’s tactics of choice have in these times of night raids, drone warfare, and, as the new centerpiece of our foreign policy, a tightening net of abductions and assassinations aiming to cover the globe?

Gandhi the truth-teller died at the hands of his killers, some of whom, Jim Douglass alleges, walked away scot-free under cover of self-preserving lies. Gandhi’s assassins believed they were working for the betterment of a country which Gandhi had already moved mountains to liberate, uplift, and enrich, and which they proceeded to help destroy. I think of the United States’ tactic of seemingly universal war, to be waged indefinitely throughout a world, where no Muslim will be able to walk in safety if, according to perpetrators of Islamophobia, our nation is finally to prosper.

Consider the contrast between Gandhi’s precarious, defenseless efforts to reach his fellow humans, traveling alone and armed only with truth, and, in contrast, weigh U.S. reliance on a massive arsenal of weapons and armed warriors, costing the world $2 billion dollars per week in lost productivity.

Aged Gandhi walked alone into a nightmare of fear on those bamboo bridges, and his payment for it was death, but his path was one through sunlight that redeemed his country; while his scheming jingoistic killers devised a doom for India which is still bloodily unfolding. Many patriots claim to love the U.S., but the darkness and the blood will corrupt this love, will make us doom our country: our safety will not survive the determination to find it in arms, in numbers, and in the cover of night.

Gandhi’s solitary sunlit path, his path against the sky, was by far the less precarious. As we may learn through occupations of town squares across the U.S., truth, and only truth, can keep the balance.

Kathy Kelly is a life-long peace activist and co-coordinator for Voices for Creative Non-Violence.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Day by Day

All the Way to Heaven
The Selected Letters of Dorothy Day
Edited by Robert Ellsberg
Marquette University Press, 2010

Reviewed by Geoffrey Gneuhs

A few months after Dorothy Day (1897-1980) passed away, I was interviewed for a New York City TV station by what I would describe as a “liberated” or “feminist” nun.

She asked me, “What is the legacy of Dorothy Day?”

A perfectly good question, I thought, and responded without hesitation: “Her faith.”

It was obvious from the interviewer’s facial expression that that was not the answer she wanted. It was clear she would rather have heard something like: “her pacifism” or “her activism” or “her condemnation of capitalism” or “her advocacy for the poor.” Pace the nun.

If you read letters in All the Way to Heaven, it is transparent that Day’s Catholic faith was the flesh of her being and the spirit of her life. For her, in a very radical sense, Jesus Christ truly was “the Way, the Truth and the Life.”

Throughout her long life, she was indeed a very engaged person in the great issues concerning economic justice, peace; her life centered on the corporal and spiritual works of mercy rather than materialism. These letters reveal a person whose faith never wavered, though certainly she endured discouragement and tears. Her life as a laywoman and mother was, to use her expression, a pilgrimage, in which she deepened her relationship with Christ through the sacraments and the saints and living in community with those seeking shelter, companionship and love.

The letters begin in 1923, four years before her conversion to Catholicism, with a letter to Margaret Sanger (Day later was a staunch defender of Catholic teaching on sexuality) and conclude with a letter in early 1980 to her longtime friend Nina Polcyn Moore. She recounts: “Living in a house of hospitality is no joke … never a dull moment. … A fire started in the room above me, and our sprinkler system went on. I got deluged.”

She goes on in this letter stating, “We have a wonderful staff. … Mass is in our auditorium” where “several old ‘shopping-bag women’ pull out their pallets, as it were, and sleep thru the Mass.” She concludes, recalling her trip with Nina to Russia and Poland many years before, “What good lives you and I have had!”

Dorothy Day Geoffrey Gneuhs*
Also in this volume are several letters of Day to Forster Batterham, her common-law husband in the 1920s by whom she bore their daughter, Tamar. After her conversion, Day ended the relationship because he wouldn’t marry her in the Church. He was an atheist who wanted nothing to do with her faith or the institution of marriage and family life. She pleaded with him for the next few years, begging to no avail. Her last letter to him was in December 1932, in which, in a thoughtful, mature manner, she articulates her positive understanding of sexuality, love and marriage. These letters would be a great resource for any contemporary course on Catholic morality.

That same month another man entered her life: Peter Maurin, of whom she later wrote: “He showed me the way. … His vision would dominate the rest of my life.” Maurin (1877-1949) was an émigré French peasant, ex-Christian Brother and vagabond philosopher — 20 years Day’s senior — who had a clear mission. He needed a latter-day Catherine of Siena to promote his vision of a society based on the Church’s social teaching.

A chance meeting of an unlikely pair, some might say, but “providential” would be more accurate. Aristotle pointed out that chance is “the intersection of two lines of causality.” In this case, the causality was the grace of God.

In a 1954 letter to a graduate student writing a thesis, Day explained how he was her teacher: “Peter Maurin is most truly the founder of the Catholic Worker movement. He brought to us Romano Guardini, Jacques Maritain, Eric Gill, Belloc and Chesterton. … I was the active principle in the partnership, I admit, but, then, women are always the practical ones, the housekeepers.”

Day’s letters are replete with allusions to the saints, to theologians, philosophers, poets, novelists, popes and bishops.

In one letter from 1967 — a time of upheaval in America, the Church, society and culture, and in the Catholic Worker movement itself — she wrote: “[T]o me the faith is the strongest thing in my life, and I can never be too grateful enough for the joy I have had for the gift of faith, my Catholicism.”

She had the special gift of making a salient point indirectly, telling a story or alluding to some authority. For example, in 1966, an official of the U.S. bishops’ Committee for the Revision of Canon Law sought her input (rather extraordinary for that time). She responded, admitting she knew nothing of canon law but was happy “that you are consulting the laity, as Cardinal [John Henry] Newman suggested.”

To Caesar Chavez, she wrote (1974) that, during her morning prayers, including the 63rd Psalm, she had thought of him: “I feel so sure of your mission that God is with you and is using you and that before the world you are an example of nonviolent action.”

Of Mother Teresa, she wrote (1976) to a friend, “I love her dearly and regard the time I spent in Calcutta with her as one of the peak experiences of my life.”

Pope Benedict XVI has written that the “true apology of the Christian faith, the most convincing demonstrations of its truth against every denial, are the saints and the beauty the faith has generated.” Day recognized this throughout her own life. For her, the extraordinary was ordinary, and the ordinary was extraordinary. She embraced with joy and hope the call to holiness. For, as St. Catherine of Siena said, “All the way to heaven is heaven.”

Geoffrey Gneuhs, an artist living in New York, has been associated with the Catholic Worker movement since 1974 and served as chaplain in the late 1970s, as well as an associate editor. He is on the executive committee of the Guild for Dorothy Day.

ALL THE WAY TO HEAVEN
The Selected Letters of Dorothy Day
Edited by Robert Ellsberg
Marquette University Press, 2010
408 pages, $35
(800) 247-6553

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*Gneuh’s portrait of Dorothy Day is courtesy of Jim Forest’s photo collection on Flickr.





Thursday, August 18, 2011

And it’s still going on…

The Catholic Worker after Dorothy
Practicing the Works of Mercy in a New Generation
by Dan McKanan
Liturgical Press, 2008

Reviewed by Brian Terrell

A few years before Dorothy Day’s death in 1980, I overheard a journalist ask her if she thought that the Catholic Worker movement she cofounded with Peter Maurin in 1933 would survive her. “Why shouldn’t it?” Dorothy replied, “It has already survived more than forty years of me!” Several historians who had studied the movement up to that time had already decided that the Catholic Worker’s best days were long past, presenting it as an artifact of Depression-era radicalism. More recently, some observers both inside and outside the movement have expressed the belief that Dorothy’s death stands as a dramatic and sharp boundary between a better, more orthodox past and a very different, less coherent present and suggest that the Worker today has largely abandoned the original vision of Day and Maurin.

Dan McKanan’s book, The Catholic Worker after Dorothy- Practicing the Works of Mercy in a New Generation, gives a more optimistic perspective than these and belies its title by presenting the history of the Catholic Worker as a living tradition in an unbroken sweep from its founding to the present. McKanan successfully offers what he calls “a general account of the Catholic Worker movement that takes the last few decades as seriously as the founding generation and that takes the houses and farms spread across the nation as seriously as the New York houses of hospitality.” (page 3) His conclusions that present trends in the movement are not a departure from its foundations and that the movement has experienced phenomenal growth in recent years are amply documented and certainly resonate with my own experience of the Catholic Worker in various places from 1975 to the present.

Not only have the number of houses of hospitality and farms doubled in the years since Dorothy’s death, McKanan notes, but the number of communities that are more than 25 years old has increased tenfold! Such resiliency is rare in the histories of communal movements with charismatic founders. I sometimes wonder if the many reports of the movement’s disintegration might be because a breakdown like that is so much expected that it is perceived even against all evidence to the contrary. “Yet herein lies the key to the Catholic Worker’s endurance: it has never really tried to endure.” (page 22) Dorothy “consistently took more interest in the people who were drawn to her movement than in the preservation of the movement itself.” (page 4)  McKanan understands that the Catholic Worker was never intended to be a formal institution or school of theology but rather an organic network of relationships and as such it endures and thrives. Paradoxically, it is precarity- the state of existing on the brink of extinction that is feared and fended off at all costs by most institutions and movements- that has proved to be the natural and healthy condition of the Catholic Worker.

Catholic Worker personalism- valuing the person over the institution- extends beyond the intentional communities of Catholic Workers to those who come to the movement’s houses of hospitality out of need for food, clothing and shelter. Dorothy and Peter Maurin had no interest in founding a charity but rather they intended to change a society. McKanan quotes Dorothy’s realization after she joined the church that her strong sense of human dignity made her “resent rather than feel proud of the sum total of Catholic (charitable) institutions.”  “Charity,” Dorothy insisted, “was a word to choke over,” and she recommended “the spiritual and corporal works of mercy and the following of Christ to be the best revolutionary technique and a means of changing the social order rather than perpetuating it.” (page 9)

These “works of mercy” commended by Dorothy and that McKanan places at “the heart of the Catholic Worker movement” (page 6) are based on the vision of judgment in the 25th chapter of Matthew’s Gospel, where it is revealed in the end that whatever was done for (and whatever was neglected to be done) for the “least of these” was done for (or not done for) Christ Himself. By the Middle Ages a standard list of seven “corporal works of mercy”: feeding the hungry, giving drink to the thirsty, clothing the naked, sheltering the homeless, visiting the sick, freeing the prisoner and burying the dead was established, along with seven “spiritual works of mercy”: instructing the ignorant, counseling the doubtful, admonishing sinners, bearing wrongs patiently, forgiving offenses, comforting the afflicted and praying for the living and the dead.

The Catholic Worker has never held that the only way to live out the works of mercy is in the context of the large urban hospitality house that the movement is best known for, or, indeed, that this is even the best place to live them. “We always have more to feed, and to house, and to clothe than we can humanly handle,” Dorothy critiqued her own house in New York, “Breadlines are a disgrace.” (page 138) Meeting and knowing Christ in the poor, living in solidarity with the poor and serving at a personal sacrifice can be done in many ways. The “Christ room” that St. John Chrysostom suggested every family provide for a stranger in need has often been cited by Dorothy as an ideal- “We must never cease emphasizing the fact that the work must be kept small.” (page 43)

“As a hermeneutical principle, the works of mercy help account for the extraordinary depth of the Catholic Worker movement,” McKanan suggests. (page 11) The practice of the works of mercy must be interpreted more broadly than simply providing direct service to those in need. The one time that Dorothy Day mentioned me in her “On Pilgrimage” column was when I was arrested with a group blocking railshipment of plutonium into a nuclear weapons’ factory. “I rejoice to see the young people thinking of ‘the works of mercy’ as a truly revolutionary, but nonviolent program. The spiritual and corporal certainly go together,” she wrote, “and often involve suffering. To oppose the nuclear buildup has led to the imprisonment of two of our workers, Robert Ellsberg and Brian Terrell, in Rocky Flats, Colorado.” (The Catholic Worker, June 1978, 2)

McKanan corrects several misconceptions about the Catholic Worker and its founders that are held not only by scholars who study the movement but are also widely accepted among those who have dedicated their lives to living it. He makes and supports these challenges gently and with generosity and good humor toward those whom he sees as mistaken.
My hope is that many who are attempting to live the Catholic Worker but who feel alienated by what has been presented as the Worker tradition in various books and newsletters will find the clarifications McKanan offers reassuring. To parents who are raising children in Catholic Worker communities and have always heard that Dorothy Day never welcomed families, McKanan shows that “she always believed that it was possible to combine family life with the works of mercy” (page 5) and gives examples from around the country and over the generations, including Dorothy’s own family, where this has been done. For those troubled to read declarations such as “presently the Catholic Worker movement is suffering from the post- Vatican II quagmire of thought” (Houston Catholic Worker, March 1995) or that “Dorothy Day would turn over in her grave!” (Stephen Hand, Traditional Catholic Reflections and Reports) McKanan establishes that vigorous discussion of the controversial issues facing the church has been going on all along and that the tensions around these discussions are not new but have “existed within many Catholic Worker communities, both during and after Day’s lifetime.”(page 184) Diversity and dissent on these issues are “certainly not a drift away from the unambiguous sense of Catholic identity that prevailed during Dorothy Day’s lifetime,” but represent instead “communities across the ideological spectrum … struggling valiantly to sort out the spiritual ambiguities that Dorothy Day had tolerated.”(page 142) As much as the movement cannot be separated from its Catholic origins and context, it is also true that “the Catholic Worker has never been exclusively Catholic in its inspiration or its membership” and that “from the beginning, the Worker’s blend of Catholicism and radicalism also leaves plenty of space for Catholics who aren’t especially radical and radicals who aren’t Catholic in the slightest.”(page 17)

McKanan remembers that “when Dorothy Day became a Catholic in 1927, she was not attracted by the church’s orthodoxy but by the fact that it was the religion of the masses.”(page 182) When Jack Cook, an associate editor of the Catholic Worker challenged the assumption of monolithic doctrinal orthodoxy in the movement by writing in that paper, as McKanan reports, that “criticism of such defined dogmas as the perpetual virginity of Mary was not ‘unthinkable’ in the Worker… but rather ‘irrelevant in the face of war, poverty, starvation, oppression and nuclear holocaust,’” and insisted that “the most profound criticism of the ecclesial establishment is the very existence of the Catholic Worker- in words and acts, past and present,”(page 184) Dorothy was not turning in her grave as some might suggest she should have been. For one thing, this was published in 1968 when Dorothy was still alive and vitally involved as editor and publisher of the paper.  It was under Dorothy’s editorship that Ammon Hennacy’s harsh criticism of the church and articles challenging church teaching on birth control and in favor the ordination of women were published. “Such commentary has actually been less common in the pages of the New York Catholic Worker since Day’s death.” (page 192)

Many who are critical of what they see as present day Catholic Workers succumbing to the secular confusion of the age might find themselves uncomfortable with some of Dorothy Day’s own attitudes as well. The chapter title, “Wrestling with the Church,” aptly describes not only the relationship of contemporary Workers with the Catholic Church but also that of Dorothy with the church that she loved with all her heart yet still found to be “a scandal at times” and that she often counseled to others that one must live with in a “state of permanent dissatisfaction.”(page 185)

Another quite different book about the Catholic Worker and its founders, The Catholic Worker Movement- Intellectual and Spiritual Origins (2005) by Mark and Louise Zwick, two good people who began their Worker “pilgrimage” in Houston in 1980, the year that Dorothy died, laments a “leadership vacuum” left in her absence. She and Peter Maurin, they write “were the acknowledged leaders, visiting other Catholic Worker communities and approving leaders for new houses. After their deaths, however, there was the question of what would happen regarding leadership of the movement.”(Zwick, 316) This question, along with “Who Will Inherit the Mantle of Dorothy Day?” (Houston Catholic Worker, May, 1994) would not, I think, occur to many who actually knew Dorothy. Dan McKanan holds a larger and better informed view and recognizes that Dorothy had wisely and most deliberately abrogated that kind of leadership role decades before she died. “On those occasions when she tried to ‘lead’ directly by appointing subordinates or setting boundaries, her efforts almost always backfired,” sometimes leaving no small damage and pain in their wake. Indeed, an honest look at the movement’s early history would show that Dorothy was not entirely disingenuous or self depreciating when she quipped that the movement had “survived” forty years of her. Not as the autocrat (or “anarch”) that her temperament might have impelled her to be “but as a mentor, friend, and teller of stories about her own mentors and friends, she inspired thousands of people to devote their lives to the works of mercy.”(page 4)

McKanan also challenges the conventional history of the movement as he names a chapter of this book “The Flowering of the Sixties,” in contrast to the chapter title describing the same period in William Miller’s 1982 biography, Dorothy Day, “The Travail of the Sixties.” Certainly the ‘60s were tumultuous years for Dorothy as they were for many and the cultural upheaval both in society at large and in the movement in those days sometimes filled her with what she could only call desolation. This was also a time, though, of growth and of amazing possibilities, giving Dorothy, McKanan says, “ample reason to feel both vindication and mortification.”(page 72) In those years Dorothy travelled to Rome to petition the Second Vatican Council to condemn nuclear weapons and greeted the council’s “Pastoral Constitution on the Church and the Modern World” with joy. She visited the revolution in Cuba that she had long admired from afar. The horrors of the Vietnam War “stirred a new generation of Workers to heroic acts of resistance” (page 72) that Dorothy celebrated. Even as some aspects of the protests that took place in the 1960s troubled Dorothy, McKanan rejects the notion that the “extreme resistance” that began with the destruction of draft board files then and the Catholic Worker represent “two rival approaches to Catholic nonviolence” (page 90) as they are sometimes portrayed.

The “flowering” that McKanan perceives as beginning in the midst of the crucible of the 1960s that most historians miss is that “the hippie generation of Catholic Workers achieved something that very few of the founders had: they figured out how to make whole lives out of the Catholic Worker movement.”(page 91) They were able to do this, he suggests, by learning from one another in a national web of friendships that did not really exist before but that endures to this day. My own memory of coming to the movement in the ‘70s is that there were very few individuals in the New York community where I lived or in others around the country who had been in the movement for more than a short time.   “The gold moves on,” Dorothy often lamented, “and the dross remains.” (page 23) Yet some few of those who arrived at the Worker in the decade before me and some who arrived in the next few years did remain. Some are still with us in various communities; some have raised families in the movement and have grown children living the life as well. McKanan credits these as much as Dorothy Day herself for the endurance of the Worker. “They are moreover,” he says, “the ones who have handed Day’s legacy on to the new generation that is now adapting the Worker vision to the twenty-first century.”(page 5)

One important development in the movement in the years “after Dorothy” that I believe McKanan might have given more attention is the growth of the rural, back to the land vision of Peter Maurin. More than ever, Catholic Worker farm communes have come to be regarded as more than mere appendages or auxiliaries to urban hospitality houses and as integral to the Worker program in their own right. I am also disappointed that while McKannan expanded his scope beyond New York, he limited it to the United States.  Since Dorothy’s death, the movement has also seen great growth in size and in spirit in Canada, Mexico, Europe, New Zealand and Australia and these are important parts of the story of the Catholic Worker. But these are minor quibbles and this is a book that I heartily recommend.

Dan McKanan’s The Catholic Worker after Dorothy- Practicing the Works of Mercy in a New Generation is a welcome addition to scholarship about the movement and deserves to be read and discussed by all who want to understand or participate in it. No other book presents so well the history of the movement over the past few decades or the present state of the Catholic Worker in this, its 75th year of existence. The Catholic Worker belongs not just to the past but perhaps even more to the present and, hopefully, to the future. McKanan opens his book quoting Dorothy Day’s autobiography The Long Loneliness “it all happened while we sat there talking, and it is still going on.” I am grateful to Dan McKanan and to his publisher, The Liturgical Press of St. John’s Abbey with its long association with the Catholic Worker movement, for this important contribution to a lively conversation that began so many years ago and is still going on today.

Brian Terrell is founder of Stranger and Guests Catholic Worker, Maloy, Iowa, and a co-coordinator with Voices for Creative NonViolence.