Oh, the things I remember growing up! Do you remember getting the JC Penny or Sears catalog in the mail? If you don’t then this post will be obsolete. The catalogs were big enough to stack on the chair at the dining table so a younger sibling who wasn’t tall…

“I have found out that there ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.” – Mark Twain My friend Ruth Ann and I are still friends. We were together for fifteen days in Barcelona and never left each other’s…

The Windiest Road in Arizona The windiest road, Coronado Highway, aka Devel’s Highway (666), is Arizona’s windiest road. …

“Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.” — Maya Angelou. “You must be rich to travel .” …

I wish I could be a male when I travel. I am sixty-five years old and travel solo. These are my personal experiences and might not apply to all female solo travelers. If I were a male: I could walk into a bar anywhere in the world, sit down, order…

Four of us are walking the Camino de Santiago, the Portuguese Way, in March. The group we hooked up with gave us a reasonable price which includes hotel accommodations, breakfast every day, two dinners, and transportation of our luggage to the next town. That’s it. The rest is up to…

Photo by Suzanne Emily O’Connor on Unsplash[/caption] Culture affects our views of reality. It provides the mental concepts by which people perceive, interpret, analyze, and explain events in the world around them. JAMES G. PEOPLES What is American culture? Japanese culture, which I absorbed into my bloodstream when I married…

Easter is upon us once again, and we are being bombarded by chocolate bunnies, chocolate eggs, and dyed egg kits. What do bunnies and eggs have to do with Easter? It all started with the German immigrants. They brought the Easter Bunny, “Osterhase” or “Oschter Haws,” to Pennsylvania in the…

I am a six-year-old little girl with a folded piece of Kleenex bobby-pinned to the top of my head, sitting in my family church pew. I always forget to bring my chapel veil. My father gets us up every Sunday to attend 9:00 Mass. I wear a dress, and my…