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The Neighborhood Atheist

How can atheists be accepted? Elementary, dear reader. Steal a page from our homosexual friends and family. Out ourselves. In my experience, it’s hard to hate the atheist standing before you when he or she is one of your friends, or part of your family. Winning the hearts and minds of others takes conversations, one... Read more »

The Angel of Death

On June 22nd the Angel of Death whisked away one of the best of humanity in the person of my adopted sister, Rivkah Peller.   It was TOO soon Angel of Death, way, way too soon. Rivkah, the former Charlotte Wisniewski of South Philly, was in parochial school when she was punished by the nuns... Read more »

What to do free in Chicago during #DraftTown summer

  Before the “Archibald Motley: Jazz Age Modernist” show waves it’s jazzy toodle-loo to the City of Chicago to travel to NYC’s world-renowned, newly designed Whitney Museum of American Art, why not visit it on the 4th floor of the Chicago Cultural Center in the Loop? In New York it will set you back $22 plus... Read more »
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Boat People; Then and Now

The term boat people has devolved into a media stereotype complete with photos of terrified faces of people who were rescued or captured, or both. Photos of children favored by New York Times and other media. The oceans do change, but the desire to escape to a better life never ends. His father had tried three times tried to... Read more »

The Vietnam War in Viet Nam

The Vietnam War was America’s first “live at 5″ televised war (or whatever time The News came over-the-air to your TV). What would Uncle Walter Cronkite say about The War tonight? The War that was a part of our baby boomer soundtrack, audible still in our rock and roll. Scarred in memory is the night... Read more »

Strip For a Real Education About Vietnam

Outside the airplane window is Ho Chi Minh City, what my generation called Saigon. Everywhere are massive structures that house humongous clothing manufacturers, with stacked containers awaiting product for shipment. You’re probably wearing Vietnamese products now, but hopefully not the running shoes our local guide saw whiz by one day.  At one end the shoes... Read more »
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The End of Civilization; The Khmer of Angkor Wat

Angkor et. al.  Cambodia is justifiably proud of its crown jewel masterpiece. Built between 800 to 1200 AD by the Khmer Empire, the empire encompassed parts of Myanmar, Laos, Vietnam and Cambodia. Given the religious use of Angkor, local guides liken it to the Vatican. Usage is the only similarity given the Vatican is a petite 0.2 square... Read more »

The Killing Fields of Cambodia

The  infamous Khmer Rouge of Cambodia had their killing fields way back in the antediluvian 1970s, so why ruin a travel day by visiting the mass murder site today? To hear the voice of the dead. For me, it is a question of witnessing what happened in the past to share with the living of today.... Read more »

The Face of Cambodia

Exiting the Phnom Penh Airport, our bus takes a right turn toward the city via a four-lane road. It’s like Fairfield County US-1 (a.k.a. the Connecticut Post Road), jammed. The famous names of worldwide businesses line the streets amid tumbledown shops that a Chicago rainstorm would blow over. Though a stifling 95 degrees Fahrenheit afternoon,... Read more »
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The Buddha, Healthy Bar Snacks and Cluster Bombs

Another day, another Laotian city. In Vientiane, we are off to the Great Sacred Stupa (Pha That Luang) and Victory Gate Monument (a local raspberry to the French, with the nickname Lao’s Arc de Triomphe). The Monument was begun years before being finished in 1969 using CIA money, thus the nickname, The Vertical Runway. Monk... Read more »
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    I was an accidental expatriate; love and marriage led me to it. One day I was a bandy-legged kid sitting atop my dogwood tree looking out of my small backyard world in 1950s New Jersey, wanting to move somewhere--anywhere, different. Next thing I knew my father had accepted a job in Houston TX. I was ecstatic, it was a foreign land in 1961 America. After high school graduation, my parents’ gave me a matched set of fawn-colored hardsided American Tourister luggage. Taking the hint, I went to college; well four colleges in five years--it was the 60s after all. Meeting a young hirsute anti-war, soon-to-be-Peace Corps volunteer, I fell in love. After finishing up college coursework for my degree, but before I even walking a graduation stage, I grabbed the paper airline ticket my boyfriend had sent me, my brand-new passport, and was off to the airport and Lima, Peru.

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