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A Million Signatures of Friendship
I caught crickets with the boy you would marry. “I’ll give you a quarter for the Queen,” I offered, and he dispensed the prize insects in glass Coke bottles. My cousins got to keep theirs on the fire...
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STRANDED
Now, why’s the AC dying again? We just fixed it. Weird. Car’s sluggish, too. Mph: 70. 60. 50. 45. Ok. Gotta pull over. I run the hazard lights and crawl over two lanes to the shoulder. Just in time....
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Dear Mr. President-Elect
Originally posted on Green Life Blue Water: Dear Mr. President Elect My Greek immigrant grandparents arrived in this country sometime in the early 1920’s from Istanbul when it was still Constantinople,...
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My Race, Coast to Coast: Part 1
I designed this series because I thought it’d be interesting to glimpse stories from around the globe. But I found myself feeling almost apologetic writing my own; I didn’t consider my tale really...
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Greatness: The Bondwoman’s Narrative
I couldn’t believe I was holding it, procured so easily from the public library: “The only known novel by a female African-American slave, and quite possibly the first novel written by a black woman...
View ArticleWHY AMERICA IS GREAT and WHY SHE ISN’T
Deeply troubled by the reports of violence against the Jews in Europe, Gil Kraus decided to rescue children from the clutches of Nazi Germany. His posh home and successful law practice in Philadelphia...
View Article#MeToo, Sex, and the Arts
It was an introductory class in the marketing of websites under a company I was with in 2003. Relatively new to Southern California, I drove beyond the comfort zone of my city past the county line to...
View ArticleKorean Tacos
Te amo tambien, México. Mexicano, hermano, ya eres Coreano. Pero no más tequila, por favor. Tacos Coreanos, bueno. Way to go, South Korea!
View ArticleHit by a Train
I was crossing a rough set of tracks in a 28-wheel diesel truck in October of 2013 when to my astonishment and fear, the crossing gates suddenly dropped, the reds lights began flashing, and the warning...
View ArticleBonjour, Texas: Summer 1966
By the second week I learned that Texans sweat as much as the French, and swear even more, that you couldn’t fight one twin without taking on the other. But the librarian would slip me the choicest...
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