Posts by Edward Mulholland

He lost his home. Did he lose the ability to know what home is?

Here are some stories you would not wish on your worst enemy, of people with whom we in fact share a worst enemy: the evil brought by man against man.

“This is a group of friends and family who all grew up together and, once they were adults, decided to live on the same street. And all hell broke loose. ISIS blew their dream to high heaven.”

There is an improvised wooden sign close to the entrance of the camp that says “Kara Tepe Square.” When I first arrived, it almost looked like dark-humored mockery, pretending that this bunch

My trek from island to mainland with Atchison, Kansas, money in my pocket.

True: 99% of the mostly Syrian refugees who head to my camp by boat make it. But now I know what that 1% looks like.

Sometimes a Gospel passage just rams into you. Other times you ram into it. This experience has been of the latter variety, the rarer of the two in my life. The Catholic

Try this one on for size. (That’s a pun, eventually; read on.) One of the most frustrating duties at the Kara Tepe camp for refugees on Lesbos is clothing distribution. It is

Yesterday I handed out tea with a woman named Amina. If you haven’t had a good cry today, her story should take care of it. It was my first shift working for

Strange as it may sound, Huck Finn both rejects organized religion and agrees with Pope Francis about freedom. I write this from a small dressing room at Theatre Atchison, where I am lucky