Remembrance Day

I'm always conflicted on this day. I feel the sorrow of the families who lost fathers, mothers, aunts, uncles, in the various wars. My dad never talked about the war, though his service eventually killed him, too - radiated while working on radar towers, he died of lymphoma. The blame was clear enough for him…

Follow the Yellow Brick Road…

Of cash and environmental degradation and planes trains and automobiles to the wish I could see it destination of Australia...world's smallest continent but sixth largest country. What can I say about Australia that hasn't already been said by the excellent Bill Bryson in "In a Sunburned Country"? He explains there that everything in the natural…