Category Archives: Travel

Part 2: From Russia, with bittersweet love

Context is everything, I know that. The story of the Soviet Union’s final years is dramatic and far more complex than anything I could ever pretend to understand. My four-week experience there in the spring of 1989 was as a guest … Continue reading

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Part 1: “Typical American!”

How did that headline feel? Like a compliment? Like an insult? Like a gross generalization? It has happened to all of us of course.  When you hear someone is from California, Alabama, Minnesota, or Massachusetts, you can’t help but assume … Continue reading

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