An old hermit lived in solitude in Gold Run, a near-abandoned collection of gold rush and World War II era buildings on a cr…

My invitation to the walrus hunt came in early spring, the usual time for such activities in northern Alaska. …

 “Help! Hey, somebody – help!!”  I turned and saw Bobby Goeth’s Volkswagen just starting to float gently past me, slowly tur…

Intercultural friendship can be full of challenges, but can also provide opportunities for mutual growth and be a small step…

This composition explores the notion of hope and the migration to California by people of African and Japanese descent. It i…

Sunny days were not in store for us and shortly after we dropped anchor the storm broke. No discharging of cargo was possibl…

Sitting on the floor behind them in a semi-circle were the four skin-drum percussionists—happy, perspiring, and a bit odorif…

The old lady sat on her stool in the comer beside the big yellow woodbox and the kitchen stove, softly humming a Norwegian t…