The guys on his 16-inch softball team called my dad “Padre.” I heard it one day when I was watching his R.R. Donnelly team compete at Grant Park. Dad played left field or pitched. His company team was solid: more than once, they won the league title. In this kind of softball, the pitcher lobs the ball underhand. In those […]
Author Archives: Rich Kordesh
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Unwrapping hope
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Across Twelfth Street
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Listening in a time of ferment
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Music in the shadows
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Growing up with the Cross
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Reaching out with musicality
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