The sustaining value of friendship

A few days before Thanksgiving, I stood in the Burlington, Vermont, living room of old friends and counted my blessings. Nothing shocking or unique in this happy ritual. And yet, the issue of “blessings” and giving thanks would have a different quality this year. I found myself transported  to an earlier, less fundamentally challenging time. We were suddenly ...
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