Category Archives: History
National Poetry Month – Day 12: Hungary
For Day 12 of National Poetry Month, I want to recognize and celebrate Hungary’s election and the defeat of Viktor Orbán. We cruised the Danube for Christmas market last November. The embarked in Budapest and were lucky to spend two … Continue reading
National Poetry Month – Day 10: Splashdown
Welcome to Day 10 of National Poetry Month! I’m celebrating by writing a haiku each day in April, and I’d love for you to join me! Simply share your haiku in the comments. For each haiku you share, I’ll enter … Continue reading
Tuscany: Day (I’ve Lost Count)
This must be Day 6 or 7. The facts that I’ve lost count and have not had time to blog demonstrates the fullness and richness of the days I’ve spent in Tuscany. Remember back on Day 1, I talked about … Continue reading
My (Imaginary) Conversation with Lt. Gov. Dan Patrick
“The mortality rate is so low, do we have to shut down the whole country for this? I think we can get back to work.” … Continue reading
Where Were You the Day We Ran Out of Toilet Paper?
I didn’t title this post to be clever or funny. After all, there are far greater worries today than running out of toilet paper. But it does seem to provide one of many visual representations of where we find ourselves … Continue reading
Inhumanity
I don’t care if you’re a Republican or a Democrat. If you’re a Trump supporter or not. I don’t care what you think about immigration reform, or whether you believe in God or are an atheist. If you’re a human … Continue reading
Origami Cranes and Hiroshima
In remembrance of the 70th anniversary of the bombing of Hiroshima, I am reblogging a post from March, 2012 and including an excerpt from The Red Kimono. In this scene, Sachi is wondering about the impact of the bomb. … Continue reading
A Way to Honor
Yesterday, I had the honor of interviewing the husband of my friend, Pamela Foster. Jack Jones is a former Marine who fought in Vietnam–a wounded warrior. And Pamela is his wounded warrior wife. I’m working on an essay based on … Continue reading
Final Thoughts
There are many things I remember about that September morning. The cool, crisp air. The beautiful blue sky. I had just arrived at work later than I’d intended after dropping my kids off at school and flipped on the radio … Continue reading



