In the city of Mumbai I became acquainted with a very remarkable personality. While I’d like to share his name with you, prudence dictates that I refer to him as Ahmed. As his name suggests, he was a follower of The Prophet, and a very devoted one at that. Ahmed supported, and took an active interest in more charitable enterprises than I’ve seen any other … Continue reading AHMED’S GET RICH PLAN
I was standing listlessly at a vantage point near departure gates at Manila Domestic Airport terminal. It was a hot and steamy day outside and I had that unpleasant feeling of wet clinging clothes reminding me of my exertion in dragging heavy luggage to the check in counter outside departure lounge. I always liked to be at the airport before scheduled check in time as … Continue reading Cagayan de Oro
I’d just experienced one of those memorable once in a lifetime experiences and the awe of it all was still clear in mind as I negotiated Immigration and Customs lines in the shed that served as departure terminal in Yangon for the Socialist Republic of Myanmar. It was the 1970’s and I’d taken advantage of the customary twenty-four hour stopover permitted in those days en-route … Continue reading Aung San Suu Kyi
The year was 1985 and I was attending a convention in New Orleans. It was great to have family with me for a change and as the convention was winding down next day we took a little time out with friends for a cruise on the mighty Mississippi River, As our teenage girls thought it a bit of a bore to be out with “oldies” … Continue reading Changing Jobs
It was December 2004 and we were enjoying a warm balmy summer evening on the sub-tropical Sunshine Coast, Australia when the telephone chimed. Georgine grabbed the phone expectantly. “Probably one of the girls or a family member,” she said absently. “Thailand calling!” sang the charming voice of a long distance telephone operator. We were connected then to a strong male voice at the other end … Continue reading Kanchanaburi, Thailand
My Bombay Bombay of the 1960s was a very different place to the Mumbai of today. One could still see countless relics of a past colonial age peeping out from behind peeling fading paint, now sharing suburbs with crowded cement apartments and rows of compact concrete business enterprise. In Bombay at that time were the beginnings of a current era of downtown glass walled high … Continue reading Bombay Hamara
“I want you to go over to the back of the property and bring Flicker home.” I looked at my Father uncertainly. The word Flicker bought back memories I’d have preferred to keep as just memories. Flicker knew by instinct that I was a city kid transported by circumstances into farm life and he treated me with appropriate distain. I remembered my frustration when … Continue reading Bringing Flicker Home
It was summer time and the jeep club were gathered at the Green Door to sample a hamburger and recall experiences in army boot camp. That experience was now two years old, but we were still obliged to take drill exercises on weekends as part of reserve training. It was in the years when military service was still an obligation in the aftermath of World … Continue reading The Jeep Club
Struggling with a lonely life Anxious in this time of strife, Dealing with a life of pain Hoping for financial gain, Children causing parent’s grief Wishing for some time relief. You need a friend! Seeing someone struggle too Is there something you can do? Troubles in this world abound What solution can be found? Suffering on a larger scale You’ve survived to tell the tale. … Continue reading Negotiating the Year 2015
Sally glanced around her bedroom. Everything looked a little worse for wear. She could remember the furniture being delivered to her house long ago to squeals of delight while big brother Fred looked on with envy, but her furniture was now quite dated compared to the bedrooms of her friends at school. Her stuffed toys had mostly survived, though Percival Bear had lost an eye … Continue reading Christmas Gifts
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