The White Russians worked magic. Virginia is Joanne’s sister. Bruce and Joanne had been friends for years. They had invited me to their house the evening before I left for my second and disastrous foray into Germany. I’d received a note a few weeks before from the winery where I’d…
One CommentMonth: October 2017
I’ve sort of half taken a break from writing essays for this Website. Some of you have missed me. I’m sorry but will try to get back on track in the coming days. You see, my days are filled. Class—my job—takes time and energy. I usually spend two or three…
Leave a CommentOct. 8, 2017 Dear Pete, It’s been many years and I’m sorry that it’s only now that I get around to writing to you. I hope you are well and staying out of trouble, though I understand that can be difficult, particularly for a man with such a vibrant personality.…
One CommentAs a teacher, I usually find out what I’m talking about as I open my mouth and the words fall out. But this is a special occasion and I wanted to address some specific things in my talk. I am a writer and so I’ve written a speech. You’ll forgive…
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