Ancient Place

I sat outside this historic home, the scurry of the city surrounding me, and sketched. The door opened and a young man approached. “Do you live here?” I said. “I take care of the place – it’s over a century old.” He watched me for a while then returned to the door....
Family Fear Factor

Family Fear Factor

A Younger, Braver Me, At The Wet-Market   “I’ve got one,” Brian said, as he pulled a deep-fried worm from the gooey rice and let it dangle over his open mouth. It was our Family Fear Factor, during my parents’ and siblings’ first visit to China.   “Do it!” my brother...