The year was 1990. We’d moved to Taiwan in February. Happened to arrive on one of the noisiest and brightest of holiday nights – Lantern…
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I caught a taxi downtown. Drivers generally liked to engage me as a foreigner. This one seemed less talkative. Even so, I tried. Our conversation…
To be honest, I don’t remember anything special about October 12 when I was growing up. We may have had a school holiday. We may…
Frank walked past our gate many times each day as he tested the remote car door openers he assembled in his house. This business paid…
On my first visit to Xi’an where we lived for many years, I met a local artist who became a dear friend to our entire…