Scott Graber
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By Scott Graber It is Saturday evening, and I’m sitting in our modest, grey-painted “library” — a room that comes with a black upright…
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Where have all the shrimp boats gone?
By Scott Graber In October of 1974, I was a newly minted lawyer who was writing, on the side, for a weekly newspaper called…
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‘Open at any page and find truth’
By Scott Graber It is Saturday morning, early, and I’m in Port Royal where it is raining. This morning I’ve got my coffee, Chock…
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America will adapt, change, move on post COVID, whenever that is
By Scott Graber It is Saturday morning and I am sitting in front of a smallish, well-tended fire in our smallish, white-walled living room.…
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What would a national dialogue on race relations look like?
By SCOTT GRABER It’s early and this morning I’m sitting in the lobby of the Marshall House having turned up the rheostat-controlled lighting and…