Conversari House

Writings and Reflections by Michael T. Dolan

I Grew Up in a Cemetery

I grew up in a cemetery. Apart from the house I grew up in, the cemetery just four doors down from that house is home to the fondest memories of my childhood, my adolescence, my teenage years, and the pseudo angst-ridden years of early adulthood. In an odd way, it was a second home. Its [...]

Bodysurfing

“Starting Point” in the National Catholic Reporter (August 11, 2006). I walk the beach with my daughter, a bucket of ocean in tow. Looking to the waves, a man is teaching his son to bodysurf, and I catch of glimpse of my past and my future. As a child, there was no missing my 6-foot-4 [...]

The moon and the surf

God spoke to me tonight through the moon. Listening to the waves crash on the ocean floor, I heard the voice of God talking. The moon’s gravity pulled the ocean skyward, continuing the eternal conversation of the surf.

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