The summer just before I turned twelve my family moved from Orange County, California to Raleigh, North Carolina. My parents wanted us to see America, so we drove a winding, unfocused route, going north to meet my penpal in South Dakota and then back south to catch up with my dad's college roommate … 
by Lilit |
This story has been told to me by a number of family members, but I was never able to get the story from Gerry Parzen himself. My Grandfather, Gerry Parzen, was imprisoned in Auschwitz during the Holocaust. He never spoke of the events that occured during that time out of shame or anger or somethin…
by ALAN K BROWN |
Hamid has been my interpreter and friend here in Kabul for over three months. This event occured on 3 August. I won't post a photo of Hamid because interpreters have a price on their head here. The Taliban would love to kill them all.Hamid and I spent a lot of time waiting for meetings, and we wor…
by Doug Traversa |