I expected the smell of oleander. Somewhere I had read this description of Havana, but I can’t remember where. Oleander, sultry weather, men in fedoras, women in spiked heels, salsa dancing, rum, and cigars. More than a half century ago,… Read More ›
It’s been three weeks since we arrived in Guatemala, and at last I feel settled. The first week, either Pat or I would joke about leaving. “Let’s get out of here!” or “When’s the next flight?” Then we would laugh,… Read More ›
There’s a crust on the dark side of paradise; the cost determines its thickness. Guatemala is cheap; therefore, the crust is dense and contains flies, mangy dogs, and dirt roads strewn with garbage. One of the most spectacularly beautiful vistas… Read More ›
Time. Where has it gone? We spent a relaxing, fun Christmas in Charlottesville with our entire family (including the featured addition, our new grandson, Jack Patrick). For my gift, I allowed myself not to worry about this blog. The family… Read More ›
I flew to Israel to have lunch with a man and his wife. Nathan Steiner grew up in Bratislava. I knew the family name from the Steiner bookstore which still operates in the center of the old town. Ever since… Read More ›
The World In Between 