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Sad Song of Yellow Skin

Sad Song of Yellow Skin

A poignant film by Michael Rubbo: “A film about the people of Saigon told through the experiences of three young American journalists who, in 1970, explored the consequences of war and of the American presence in Vietnam. It is not a film about the Vietnam War, but about the people who lived on the fringe…

ch-ch-changes again

Changes this time are only to the blog as I transition things over a bit at a time until this blog features some of the better posts (but not all of them). I want this site to be both informational and inspirational. As I write my book about our travels, and re-read blog posts and…

Tam Biet, Em Be (an excerpt)

Tam Biet, Em Be (an excerpt)

I have a reading this evening at Marylhurst University, and I’ve managed to whittle what had been a chapter down to two pages to read aloud: Not one of the two dozen children who live at the baby orphanage come out to greet us when Jo and I ride in, ringing our bike bells in…

something to look forward to

something to look forward to

As summer quickly approaches, we’re putting together plans for this year’s adventure. Last year it was Vietnam, Thailand and Malaysia. This year it will be the western states. I’m still nailing down an itinerary and places to sleep, I have the route pretty well decided on. Have any recommendations on where to go and what…

Six weeks

I’ve got six weeks to finish my book if I want to have the draft finished by the time of the writers’ conference. Six weeks. It’s taken me two years to get half done and now I need to get it done. We’ll see what I can accomplish when push comes to shove. Again.

I am from…

I am from small town manners and big city dreams. I am from tater tot casseroles and bun thit nuong. I am from love and distrust. I am from an attic bedroom and a basement home. I am from one cup of milk a day and never eating bread again. I am from the smell…

Writing exercise: Memories

Early memories are difficult for me. Not because they were too painful to remember or too ugly to forget, but simply because I have a terrible memory. In Writing Life Stories, Roorbach gives the writing exercise of drawing a map of your earliest remembered neighborhood. Mine would be from when we lived on River Street…

2000-2009: What a decade it’s been.

2000-2009: What a decade it’s been.

Back in 2000, I was freshly divorced with two kids and little life experience. Ten years on, I’ve earned my BA, my son’s nearing graduation, my daughter is bumping into her teen years and we’ve been able to visit Vietnam (2x), China, Thailand, Malaysia, Japan, Taiwan and South Korea. Ten years of marriage and being…

Snow has returned…

Snow has returned…

What was originally intended as a dinner party, turned out to be an intimate family-style dinner with our household plus Stuart’s friend and his dad. The food was good and the view out the windows was beautiful, so as disappointing as it was to have to cancel the party due to the snow… well, at…

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