TODAY IS THE 21st OF MARCH. The Vernal Equinox. For the 87 percent of the world s population inhabiting the Northern Hemisphere, this is the start of Spring. But we are in South Africa, along with 800 million or so other humans living below the equator. And while the days and nights may be equal in Continue reading Springing into Fall
A reflection on my race through space and time TODAY, I ACCOMPLISHED AN AMAZING FEAT without even trying. I completed 70 repetitions on the Solar Elliptical Circuit. Yeah, just finished. Going to take a well-deserved nap and then start on 71. If that s not impressive enough, consider this: I am now officially a member of Continue reading 70 laps around the sun
Going, going, gone: How and why we left the U.S. AS I WRITE THIS, I am sitting at a tiny kitchen table in a flat on the 20th floor of some nondescript apartment building in Canary Wharf, London. Our cantilevered balcony, with its tempered glass wall, provides a bird s-eye view of the Isle of Dogs Continue reading Sherry George s great adventure
SOME YEARS AGO, I was on a business trip to Buenos Aires, Argentina. On the way from the airport to my hotel, I asked the driver to show me around a bit, which he readily obliged. It was early January, which is the start of summer down under. The narrow streets were shaded by poplars Continue reading Two sides to every war
John Wilkes Booth, the most infamous of thespians and perhaps the only one of his profession to actually change the course of history in the United States, was unabashedly in favor of The Confederacy. He made no secret of his dislike for Abraham Lincoln, and Booth was even jailed and fined a hefty some for Continue reading When Lincoln and Booth were on the same page
PART 1 of 3 ON AN UNSEASONABLY chilly spring day, the passengers of the S/S California1 stood on the deck while the captain and crew navigated the busy waters of New York Harbor. The misty salt air must have been a welcome reprieve for the majority of the souls on board. Most of the 773 Continue reading A New World, A New Life
PART 2 of 3 In a previous installment, paternal grandfather Fazio Paolini had announced to his mother and family his plans to travel to America. In this chapter, I will attempt to recreate that journey in as much detail as possible, beginning in Cepagatti, Italy, and arriving in New York. EARLY MAY 1897. Fazio and Continue reading The journey