Food and Travel among the Indians of America
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I think of the good friends I have made over the years, how did they enter your life, silently, and then become inevitably etched..some arrive and leave soon enough but…
I am a little groggy from my flight from Miami and how nice to receive this photo from my brother Ricardo who is at present in Yerushalayim with his wife…
on arriving in Paris, an email from Sandra was waiting with some pictures from her birthday party.. here she is with some good friends and in the bottom picture, you…
Dear Friends: I was in India for six days, but in three states, three cities and three nights spent on trains! The Blind Astrologer had wanted me to do three…
stars have falen out of the sky adding their glitter to the silent ocean this night, we wait under the light of the moon for the stars to reappear clouds…
The shoe maker of Pondicherry I had visited this erstwhile French colony in 2004, and just around the corner from the boutique hotel (now undergoiong reparations) was a hole in…
Lonely Roads, Bright Sun and a Blue Sky UmonHon Indian Reservation 13th January 2009 A very sound sleep, after the trouble getting home through 50 km winds playing ballet with…
It is by the sacrifices you do for another person that you would be judged on the capacity to help that person. I have always done what I wanted, but…
An Ordinary Opera of the Oppressed There is no order, but the chaos of insides shine. Irreverently dressed, their lack of education shining through their very dull faces. They think…
The Morning After the Snow Fall....Photo 5 Dinner at the Blue House . Photo 4 By 10 pm it was snowing hard. photo 3 Vida, an UmonHon, mother of my…
. The general perception from outside about a visit to Israel, concerns itself with Security, Terrorism, religious and national fanaticism and the brashness of its inhabitants. I was reminded of…