The letter was incredible. Never had I read more flattering, in-your-face cajolery. This kid was telling me he’d enjoyed my article, believed everything I’d written, and would give his right arm to work for me.
"Geez, you can’t be serious," I sighed to no one in particular. Naturally, I called him.
The letter had been signed by Danny Pearl, whose tragic death is now known to most of the world. But back in 1985...
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Jerome Joseph Day, OSB, teaches journalism, communications, and literature at Saint Anselm College, Manchester, New Hampshire. Prior to entering the Benedictine order, he was managing editor of the North Adams Transcript in North Adams, Massachusetts.