Her withered old face died into a long shiny coffin  We stood and watched in amazement as they took her from the North Dakota coal black hearse.  We listened in obedient silence as mourners sang "The Old Rugged Cross"  In that clearing surrounded by...

What I love most about travel is the challenge of the new. This past  month I have been in France, all in Paris and Japan. In France I walked the streets endlessly, lost five pounds, ate ferociously, drank semi-modestly, made enormous discoveries. What I...