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“Hey, Joey, we’re playin stickball on Dean Street, c’mon,” Tony proclaimed loud enough to be heard by all the kids playing in the street. It was also heard by the older guys hanging around, and the old ladies sitting in front of their houses in folding chairs.

SEX, COMMUNISM, AND THE CATHOLIC CHURCH   By Kenneth J Uva     The sky was silver gray, typical of a late fall day in New England, as I drove from Boston to an old farmhouse in New Hampshire that was designated a monastery.  The place was on a...