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Dream Ride
As the deep-throated, bone-jarring, creeping rumble of the Sturgis motorcycle rally dimmed with each mile, we rode south toward Nebraska. My wife, Arlette, a native of France, and I, both 55-year-old...
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Nine Days on the Queen Mary 2
The driver called for us in Georgetown just before eight and delivered my wife, Arlette, and me to the Brooklyn Cruise Terminal a little after noon, where the Queen Mary 2, flagship of the Cunard Line,...
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Dysfunctional American Government is Here to Stay – At Least For A While
The American populace is split, nearly right down the middle, on critical issues: abortion, capital punishment, gun control, mandated health care, immigration, national debt, education, social support...
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Riding the Orient Express from Paris to Istanbul
The cab driver deposited our luggage on the sidewalk in front of the Gare de l’Est train station in Paris where the uniformed porters didn’t blink at the two huge suitcases, the carry-on bag, the...
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A Very Cold Night Before Christmas
“There it is,” I said, easing our big motor home across the dip at the edge of the pavement and onto the dirt road, “won’t be long now.” My wife, Arlette, who is French, pushed in a CD, and soon A...
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