Category: World

On the 17th Anniversary of 9/11, A Plea for Peace

On the 17th Anniversary of 9/11, A Plea for Peace
It was a day just like today. I will never forget where I was; sitting in a dentist’s chair, unaware that Americans were dying in New York City. When I emerged from that appointment, the world had changed. It is still painful to rewatch the archived footage. Recall the horror. Remember what happened on that bright,... Read more »

My Great Grandfather's War Horses, the Trakehners

My Great Grandfather's War Horses, the Trakehners
History matters to me. When I look at a place, I crave to know how it came to be. What it is built upon. To truly appreciate it, I need the conduit history provides. This also extends to people. And in the case of this post, a beautiful breed of horse called the Trakehner. I... Read more »

Inspiration From President Obama and a South African Writer From the Wild Coast

Inspiration From President Obama and a South African Writer From the Wild Coast
This morning, President Obama gave the 2018 Nelson Mandela lecture in Johannesburg. (President Obama’s lecture begins at the 2:28 mark). Though our former president was speaking to the people of South Africa, it felt as though he was delivering those words directly to me and the American people. They were words of strength, inspiration, and understanding. Words... Read more »
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Every Girl Needs a Boat on Fathers Day

Every Girl Needs a Boat on Fathers Day
I have always shied away from writing a piece on Fathers Day. It seems a day for perfect fathers, fathers who fit the larger than life model found on the features pages of Sunday publications. My father was not that kind of father. Still, I loved him and know he did the best he could.... Read more »

A Research Detour Leads to 12 Unexpected Insights About Quakerism

A Research Detour Leads to 12 Unexpected Insights About Quakerism
While waiting for a voice from Lithuania to respond to my blog questions, I took a detour this spring into genealogy and a new project: a novel set in a Quaker community in pioneer Iowa. No, I am not a Quaker. However, a number of my early Scotch-Irish American ancestors were. Three of them were... Read more »

The Commonalities Americans Share With Seven Very Different Countries

The Commonalities Americans Share With Seven Very Different Countries
To some, it may not matter. To me, it does: What does the world think of us? Countless are the days I have thought that. Turned on my computer and cringed at the daily news feeds.  Been baffled and outraged by the events unfolding before me. Mortified by the way the country I love is... Read more »
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Spared by Recent Hurricanes, Living the Happy Life in Trinidad/Tobago

Spared by Recent Hurricanes, Living the Happy Life in Trinidad/Tobago
As I write this, Hurricane Maria is carving up the Caribbean. Now a Category 5 hurricane, she is in line to endanger islands still reeling from the devastation of Hurricane Irma. Looking at the current weather map, I see Hurricane Maria has bypassed Trinidad and Tobago in the West Indies, which makes me breathe a... Read more »

On the 17th Anniversary of 9/11, A Plea for Tolerance

On the 17th Anniversary of 9/11, A Plea for Tolerance
It was a day just like today. I will never forget where I was; sitting in a dentist’s chair, unaware that Americans were dying in New York City. When I emerged from that appointment, the world had changed. It is still painful to rewatch the archived footage. Recall the horror. Remember what happened on the bright,... Read more »

Worlds Within Worlds: A Look Inside Mental Illness

Worlds Within Worlds: A Look Inside Mental Illness
As I wait for contacts in Cuba and Tobago/Trinidad to answer interview questions, my mind ponders the concept of worlds. Worlds we live in and worlds we create. Worlds that have no visible boundaries. Private worlds, of isolation, sadness,and suffering. Today, I brushed past one of those worlds on my morning walk along the river... Read more »
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Remembering My Mother's Life as a Script Girl and Hand Model for Wilding Studios

Remembering My Mother's Life as a Script Girl and Hand Model for Wilding Studios
Red. They were always red. But not just any red. Mom’s nails were postwar red. A red as moist as Marilyn Monroe’s flirty pout. A red with the durability of a fade resistant, waterproof, glossy Earl Shieb auto paint job. That positive, all-things-are-possible-red that clung to wagons, bicycles, balls, and swings in the 1950s. Some... Read more »