In July 1985 our family traveled to the Soviet Union, Leningrad and Moscow. This was our first exposure to Soviet life and, while we had not intended this, it provided a baseline against which to judge our later experiences. These … Continue reading Russia, The Prelude: Moscow and Leningrad, 1985
Kotor is a World Heritage Site. It is a walled city that had been part of the Venetian Republic, and then part of Austria until the end of the First World War when it became part of Yugoslavia, and then … Continue reading Kotor
Sveti Stefan used to be a village. Under Tito it became an exclusive hotel hosting the likes of Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor, Princess Margaret and Robert McNamara. We first visited in 1972. We were allowed to wander the … Continue reading Sveti Stefan
We lived in Podgorica for a year from Autumn 1999 to Autumn 2000. It was a pleasant enough town but the best part was living an hour from the coast and an hour from the mountains. Continue reading Podgorica
We first visited Montenegro in 1972. It turned we visited during the last small pox epidemic in Europe. We, and our rental car, were commandeered by the Public Health service to drive vaccine to a remote village in the lake … Continue reading Montenegro
In the summer of 1993 Suzi and I took my mother to Ireland to celebrate her 80th birthday. Her father was born, raised, and ran away to sea from Greencastle in Donegal; at the mouth of Lough Foyle, the choke point leading to the port of Londonderry. Her actual birthday was in September and on her birthday I sent her a letter recounting some of the stories we heard in Ireland. Many of the stories are the ones I grew up with, but we heard them from a different perspective and told a century after they happened. My grandfather … Continue reading Greencastle, Ireland (the old home place.)
This is the view from my window through the seasons and across the years. It is what I come home to. I have posted this so that when I travel I am never more than a click away from the view from my chair out my 12 foot window wall. As you can see, it’s ever-changing. Continue reading The View From My Window
This is home, I am always happy to return. Continue reading Sitka