
Words from a Bibliophile…
I’ve been in a love affair with books my entire life. If I have fifty to read, it never stops … Continue reading Words from a Bibliophile…
I’ve been in a love affair with books my entire life. If I have fifty to read, it never stops … Continue reading Words from a Bibliophile…
She wrote with purpose. She was the link between that time and this and as a result felt the responsibility … Continue reading “Before My Memory Begins to Fail…”
Frank Sinatra and I shared a mutual acquaintance. Let me explain. Just across the Seine from Notre Dame is a … Continue reading Angel in Disguise
During late 18th and early 19th century London, you’d often find the poor, old and young alike, down by the … Continue reading Larking About
“It stands on a knoll…” So begins Washington Irving’s description of the church in the The Legend of Sleepy Hollow … Continue reading “…Like a Midnight Blast…”
It was a bitterly cold night in Berlin. I walked from Museum Island to the Brandenburg Gate, which is … Continue reading Unbelievable
A few years ago I was perusing the shelves of a local bookshop in Pawleys Island, South Carolina and a … Continue reading Slaves in the Family
I don’t really know when Richard III’s story first came to my attention. Whenever it was, he has fascinated me … Continue reading The Long Winter of our Discontent…
A few weeks ago I was spending time stumbling through the past as usual for more information on my Mom’s … Continue reading If Time Had a Smell…
The name Olive Oatman was foreign to me. As a lifetime student of history, I was surprised by this revelation. … Continue reading The Eyes are the Window to the Soul