James Allen Hall

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2,199 appearances 11 recordings 1 series first heard May 2026 last heard 10 Aug

James Allen Hall’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.

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Walk out to the breezeway where it might as well be August for the stifling heat.
On Amsterdam, pedestrians and drivers are oblivious to our small airy as we peer through the grill like cloistered nuns.
Since leaving G9 the first time, I always slow my car down on this block and stare up at this window to the unit where my life was saved.
It's strange how quickly hospitals feel foreign when you leave and how normal their conventions seem as soon as you check in.
From below, it's like checking out the windows of the West Street jail.
Hard to imagine what goes on there, even if you know firsthand.
The sun is going down as I receive communion.
I wish the rite's familiar magic didn't dull my gratitude for this enormous gift.
I wish I had a closer personal relationship with Christ, which I know sounds corny and alarming.
Janet Campbell gave me a remarkable icon the last time I was here.
Christ is in a chair, a throne, and St.
John the Divine, an androgyne who looks a bit like Janet, rests his head upon the Savior's shoulder.
James Madden, priest of Cowley, died of cancer earlier this year at 39, gave her the image, telling her not to be afraid to imitate St.
John.
There may come a time when I'm unable to respond with words or works or gratitude to AIDS, a time when my attitude caves in when I'm as weak as the men who lie across the dayroom couches hour after hour, watching sitcoms, drawing blanks.
Maybe my head will be shaved and scarred from surgery.
Maybe I'll be pencil-thin and paler than a ghost, pale as the Vesper light outside my window now.
It would be good to know that I could close my eyes and lean my head back on his shoulder then, as natural and trusting as I'd be with a cherished love.
At this moment, Chris walks in, Christopher Earl Wyss of Kansas City and New York, my lover, my last lover."
My first healthy and enduring relationship in sobriety, the man with whom I choose to share what I have left of life and time.
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