The dream of Europe
Carensa was 6. But determined. She was going to Europe. The land with castles at every river’s bend. And princes and princesses. A magical place.
Taxi ride in New York City in 1978
“What’s his medallion number?” Debbie quietly asked me. I was in the in the front seat of a taxi in New York City. Debbie was wedged in between me and the door. This was not going to end well.
A penpal on the other side
Early ‘70s. The Cold War was still very cold. With no end in sight. Ever. And I had a penpal in East Berlin. Even went over there to meet in person.
When in doubt, go to the library
I love libraries. Although for a long time, I didn’t even have a library card. I remedied that failing a few years ago. Fortunately for me, since I love reading and learning new things.
Why reading fiction will make you healthier
Reading fiction — not just a guilty pleasure to sneak. It’s actually good for you. As in it has physical, mental and emotional health benefits and could make you live longer, while also enjoying life more.