Racism and Immigration in the USA

Eight years ago I was in Rome on a guided tour of the city. Our group was divided into two groups, one English-speaking and one Spanish/German-speaking. Because the Spanish/German-speaking group was quite small, I chose to go with that one. This is how I wound up touring Rome all day with three women from Germany. […]

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Home is where you . . .

I’ve just returned from the US. Well, I haven’t actually just returned, but I am just now able to think. Jetlag turns me into a walking, blathering carrot. An adorable one, but still a carrot. A blathering one. And by the way this blog post has begun, I guess I’m still a bit jetlagged. So […]

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Please Come to Boston

___________________________________________________ The first tme I visited Boston was on New Year’s Day 2001. Gerhard the Grumpy Scaffolding Builder and I had taken the train from Manhattan out to Newark on January 31 to pick up the rental car for our trip up north. Irresponsibly, Gerhard had left arranging the rental car up to me. I […]

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America the Everything In-Between

Recent events in the US have made me reflective. I’m sure many of you have also been searching your souls for answers. I’m fairly sure I’m not going to be giving any in this post. I’m not even sure what I want to say yet. Thing is, I know people who own guns. I know […]

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I Will Always Love Dolly Parton

I have always loved Dolly Parton. I grew up with her voice and her songs, but also her wigs and her body. While I’m not the sort of person who becomes a fan, I do feel drawn to certain types of voices–and Parton’s is one of those unique voices that crushes me with its authenticity. […]

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