I’ve stolen–or let’s say borrowed–the title of this post from a Dorothy Sayers novel. If you haven’t read Dorothey Sayers, lucky you! You have it all ahead of you. And even if mystery is not your thing, you will love…
Tag: immigration. metafiction
The family was getting a little ragged around the edges after a full afternoon of clueless window-shopping for relatives. Now, we pulled up in front of a large three story house in San Demetrio Corone, and the owner came out…
With confidence in the full, beautiful day ahead of us, we hit the road at 9:30am. Of course, on the way to the place that was sort of on the way to our destination, we had to make a stop—it…
Burns and Allen were way ahead of their time. If you’re old enough to know them, you’ll have no trouble conjuring up an image of George Burns: short, suit and tie, cocked eyebrow, ever-present cigar, knowing smile. And right next…