Category: Family
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American Road Trip (Part IV): Passionate handworking
We met people enjoying, relishing, yea, even thriving, doing work with their hands. There’s something pleasantly appealing about people who work slowly, steadily and are rewarded with a visually stunning piece of handiwork. We met several such artisans this summer as we crossed the country. Some had small craft shops, some were simple hobbyists and…
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American Road Trip (Part III): the National Park Tour that wasn’t
When we found out we were moving crosscountry, we intended to stop and stay in at least six U.S. National Parks. Travelers come from across the the globe to visit and enjoy some of the greatest (in every sense of the word) national parks in the world. We do not take them, or our tax…
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American Road Trip (Part II): Coffee in the shadow of the Little Bighorn Battlefield
On some days of this trip our goal is to cover miles, not stop at every point of interest. We do have to get to our final destination this summer. . . But we couldn’t pass up the National Historic Landmark at the Little Bighorn Battlefield. Americans are taught about the historic events that took place among…
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Long overdue – The Great American Road Trip
For the first time in nearly a year and a half, I have not posted every week. I have good reason – I have been traveling, with kids. Two weeks ago we packed up the house and embarked upon the Great American Road Trip. We have covered 3,000 miles and seven states so far – California, Oregon,…
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Unexpected bit of Hollywood legend at the San Diego zoo
Meet Winston, a large Galapagos tortoise with a small “2b” painted on his shell. Does his face look familiar? Though you may not have met him in person, the first time you saw his likeness was probably in 1982, or whenever you finally watched the Spielberg film classic E.T. According to the zoo volunteer who was…
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The luxury of safety
We piled into the minivan (or “mini”, as we affectionately call it, dreaming it’s actually a mini Cooper). I couldn’t tell my Burmese friend no. No, I can’t take you to the hospital because your daughter is too large for that infant carseat and I can’t install it properly. When I showed up at their…
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Moving to a country in civil war – a letter to my small children
Today I have the very distinct honor of posting a journal entry my mom wrote in 1988 before our family of six moved to Mozambique, a country in the midst of a brutal civil war. Over the course of this last month my mom has shared some personal details from her journals about the challenges…