Well, my friends, it's March, and I'm sure we all agree that Old Man Winter has way, way overstayed his welcome. I thought I'd be making espressos or waitressing somewhere and writing web content for a friend. Instead, I'm working in our office, and my current occupation doesn't involve traveling to anywhere except the post office.… Continue reading Madam Secretary Reflects on International Relations and Happy Happenstance
Dear Uncle Bud, How are you? Had any visitors lately? How's your new prosthetic working? Yes, the trip was okay and everyone's fine. Flying with El Al afforded fifteen solid hours to get pre-acclimated to the rich sound of spoken Hebrew. The jet was roomy and clean, the staff professional, the food tasty enough. Most… Continue reading A Letter To The Man In Orange
He was crossing King David Street, in Jerusalem, near the hip vicinity of Mamilla Mall. I noticed his distinctly Native American features and limber stride even before I saw the long hair dangling down his back, swinging behind him like a pendulum as he disappeared into a sweaty throng of pedestrians. His head was high.… Continue reading Chief Cornerstone & The Thirteenth Apostle
