Alfred Hitchcock’s Foreign Correspondent
When my father did his stint in the Army in the 1950s, he made sergeant and was sent to Germany for a while, which meant that when he got a week’s furlough, he could take a train down to southern Italy, to a little mountain town called Caserta Vecchia. That was where his mother’s people still lived, and we have a couple of photographs from his visit. In 1983, I went there on my own, and I met some of the old folks who remembered my father, including 96-year-old Aunt Rosina, still pottering about her farmhouse, spry enough to make lunch for me and her hardworking son, who was in his 70s.
The American in the Old World
Everybody treated me like a prince, and it wasn’t just because I was...
PhD, is a Distinguished Professor at Thales College and the author of over thirty books and many articles in both scholarly and general interest journals. A senior editor of Touchstone: A Journal of Mere Christianity, Dr. Esolen is known for his elegant essays on the faith and for his clear social commentaries. In addition to Salvo, his articles appear regularly in Touchstone, Crisis, First Things, Inside the Vatican, Public Discourse, Magnificat, Chronicles and in his own online literary magazine, Word & Song.
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