Crossing the threshold from Willows California to Paris France (back in 1988) was not easy. Even though I was in love, and starting the journey of married life with a Frenchman, leaving my big loving family and friends…

    The first thing I did today was walk over to Rue des Thermopyles to check out the flowers. It is a quaint cobblestone street a stone throw from our place in Paris. This month especially it is colorful with…

      One roads leads to another.  The road might seem ordinary after taking it over and over again, or it can take us back to another time the moment a song comes on the radio… Interstate 5, to…

  Family, my four brothers (Top left: Zane, Mat, Marty and Mark) and my Mom. As the years have gone by, one by one, thirty of them now, the landscape has gradually changed, how could it not? But nevertheless, how…

  "Each year in Portuguese communities, especially those with an Azorean background, there are held Festas do Espírito Santo (Festivals of the Holy Spirit). They involve a dressed parade with some paraders carrying baskets of bread on their heads, the…