Saint Stephen’s Anglican Church

Forget about movie stars! One of Britain’s most popular heroes in the 1950s—for boys, at least—was Prince Philip, the Duke of Edinburgh. It was not so much that he appeared on postage stamps alongside the newly crowned Queen Elizabeth, no less important to us, he was a highly decorated war hero.

Prince Philip was on . . . → Read More: Polo—a game of princes played here in Maryland

Nostalgia, I’ve learned over the years, comes in unanticipated waves. In a recent downpour, for example, I was struck by an unexpected nostalgic twinge for the most abominable automobile it has ever been my misfortune to drive.

It was the office car of the Frankfurt Bureau of the Financial Times of London—a 1970 Renault 16 . . . → Read More: Mishaps and miracles with a beastly Iron Pig

And while I am on the subject of the old ways versus the new, people today are increasingly approaching the business of finding a church in much the same way that they would go about buying a car or a house, or even the weekend’s groceries.

The consumer culture has been extending itself into the . . . → Read More: It’s God who decides what is sinful and what is not