On this Thanksgiving, with so much uncertainty and anxiety in the air, I find myself reaching for John Steinbeck to help me figure out my own thoughts. There is so much happening, so fast around us this Thanksgiving--so much meaning beyond the political change that has occupied our daily routines for the past four years--that for the next few days I will try to sit back and listen.
The Grapes of Wrath is where I began, ducking back into a...
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