National Catholic Reporter, December 9th, 2005
O Blessed Rutabaga it is told that when immigrant women from eastern Europe crossed the ocean into new lives, they brought with them cuttings from backyard trees, the chestnuts, apples, plums, where they sewed and gossiped and nursed their babies beneath trees that softened the hardness of the day and sighed them to sleep at night they pierced these cuttings into stouthearted turnips to nourish the tender shoots en route, and settled them at the bottom of woolen bags that held other cords of c...
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