T.S. Eliot said “April is the cruelest month.”  Wrong. It’s March. The madness of it. The tease of a day with temperatures in the 60s followed by a night in the teens. A snowy St. Patrick’s Day is just the kind of insanity that brings out great art, as my friend Rebecca Teti’s parody of Danny Boy, the fruit of anot…

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Dr. Edward Mulholland (72 Posts)