Like many people who’ve lost parents they were close to, I think about mine daily.
Anchored deep in the identity of Anabaptists is the pride that comes from the work of peace, relief, service and reconciliation.
In the past year, two fine memoirs about the search for Mennonite identity have been published, both using a motorcycle journey as the vehicle — literally and figuratively — for the quest to understand the writer’s Mennonite roots.