A la Rose Annie is my friend who was born in Texas. "When I was three years old, my Father wanted to return to Greece so we left America… I never learned to speak English." Annie is 86 years old.…

Collecting has meaning  Entering someones home I sense I am given a key to discovering who they are. I often feel the sacredness of the person, the symbols of their lives are there for the naked eye. A home is…

                                  Sitting at a sidewalk cafe in a quaint French village, gathering memories for tomorrow with my cousin Julie, chatting about life, love, and the price of herbs in…

                                  Years ago, when I had cancer, my family and friends back in the States wrote me letters of courage. Jackie Lane, an acquaintance from my hometown, had a…

                                              When we were in California, nearly every morning my Mother made waffles for breakfast, every Monday during the summer (on the, "cookies-for-vegetable-exchange-day,") my Mother…

                                        School starts today in France. The backpacks are packed with reams of paper, ink pens, rulers and the other required tools for school work. Sacha starts…