She knew the marriage wasn’t going to work
Crossing the bridge onto Vasilyevsky Island, tour escort Julia pointed out the old Saint Petersburg Stock Exchange and two Rostral victory columns marking the Strelka or spit of the island. “This area is popular, especially for wedding parties taking pictures,” she...
What! You too?
“Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too?” -C. S. Lewis, The Four Loves This is the first in a series of reflections about our September trip to Russia. The first evening in Saint Petersburg, Keith and I...
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, Hello Rolling Stones
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, Hello Rolling Stones is the fourth of four posts related to our August excursion to see the solar eclipse. Monday night, August 21st, we exited 95 at 8 pm to buy gas and something other than fast food in Lumberton, North Carolina. We...
Dreaming A.I. Fantasy
This is the third of four posts related to our August excursion to see the solar eclipse. Sunday before the eclipse, Keith and I spent the night in the “Out of Africa Experience” room at Thee Matriarch Bed and Breakfast in Orangeburg, South Carolina. We...
Total Eclipse of the Heart
This is the second of four posts related to our August excursion to see the solar eclipse. Last Monday afternoon, August 21, in the back yard of Thee Matriarch Bed and Breakfast in Orangeburg, South Carolina, Keith’s youngest brother Kim set up two...
