Category: David C

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Death and Resurrection

He was a young man, and I could see fear in his eyes as he gripped the railings of the bed and struggled to breathe, sucking in heavily through the plastic mask feeding him oxygen. His body was wasting away from cancer, and the infections that had crept into his…

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Fire and Smoke

There is an icebreaker question used in small groups: “If your house was on fire, what three things would you rescue?” The sunlight began creeping down our broken blinds, making its way into the late Sunday afternoon. I laid on the sofa exhausted, eyelids dragging. There was a pile of dirty laundry upstairs…

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What Shall We Remember?

For some reason I thought it would be a good idea to take my girlfriend for a date through the Pulitzer Prize photography exhibition in Philadelphia. She is much more artistically‐minded than I and we had talked before about visiting a gallery or museum sometime. I love photography and thought that…

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Babies and Bethlehem

Few things arouse human emotion as strongly as babies do. They are one of the few remaining cultural icons of innocence, operating with the simplest and purest of human feelings. They cry when upset, they sleep when content, and their waking activities revolve around eating, pooping, and discovering that they…

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On Technology, Thanksgiving, and Patience

[Originally written in 2007 for a campus publication while I was in medical school; it has remained disquietingly relevant. It will be posted on the ESN blog tomorrow.] We have become impatient, unfulfilled, and perpetually fixated on the future. We have filled our lives with so much hardware and noise that it makes us wonder…