Dears, I am so dejected that I almost can’t blog. That’s a first! But I will proceed nonetheless because part of any real adventure is the chance that it will go horribly awry. Yesterday morning at 6 a.m., I arrived at Abu Dhabi’s airport ready for my 8 a.m. flight to Jaipur, India. The flight had…
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Thanksgiving in a Box
Dears, American Thanksgiving isn’t big in the UAE. Not even with Americans, really. David had a full day at the American International School, and I had a full day of work at my American-style University. Allan had the day off from the New York Film Academy, so his job was to pick up the dinner. Yes,…
Beyond Jars, and Words, We Still Exist
Dears, I just read, and re-read, then read again an article in the August 20, 2014 edition of the New Yorker called “A Place Beyond Words: The Literature of Alzheimer’s,” by Stefan Merrill Bloc. (Click the title if you want to read it, too.) The piece is very well written, yet somehow infuriating to me. I’m not sure…
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