The decision to go back to America and to see my father was prompted by a sense of duty and a pang of guilt. The need to see him after...

Being raised and educated in the dogma of the Catholic church, and although now being what I call a “collapsed Catholic,” I still observe...

On April 13th , at the foot of Athens in Pireaus, we boarded the ferry that would take us to the Cycladic island of Mykonos. We...

Before retiring to Amelia Island in 2015, my lunch routine was a salad in a Tupperware box eaten in the teachers’ lounge. Moving in with...

Lately I have been jones-ing for a dozen raw oysters! The kind that Burlingame’s offers that are from the Boston or Cape Cod area – the...

Although I think it is a side effect of the pandemic, my family claim I have always had the tendency to overshare. When in a new city I...

Ron and I have been “sheltering in place” since our return from an idyllic week at the Ibero Star Resort, Montego Bay, Jamaica on March...

Each winter break at the Uruguayan American School extended from early December through to February 4th. This was summer in the Southern...

Rearranging the bedcovers in search of a tennis sock peeled off in the warmth of last night, I noticed a strange dark shadow through the...

Thirty five years of teaching literature on four continents has given me a unique perspective on international education. With the...

Why I Write. In his essay "Why I Write", George Orwell states, "From a very. early age, perhaps the age of five or six, I knew that I...