Books are often doorways to the unknown. Once you step through, you become open to experiences that can change your life. It happened to me.
“We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there.” Continue reading “Return”
On September 11, 2001 I was in the Masai Mara Reserve in Kenya, Africa, on a safari with two friends. The following are abbreviated notes from my journal starting that day. Note: Kenya time is 8 hours ahead of the U.S. Tuesday: Up at 5 a.m. for the balloon ride. Stars still covered the sky. PassedContinue reading “My September 11, 2001”