The Wistful Campus

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October 12, 1954 The rain has been falling on the spires of St. Aldhelm’s for three days, a steady, gray drumming that seems to synchronize with the ticking of the clock in the Dean’s office, a sound that has begun to feel less like time passing and more like a countdown. I am thirty-two years old, a chaplain in the Royal Engineers, and I have come here with a simple, desperate hope: a...

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