I had forgotten about the few days I spent in Vienna with my mother and father, about 1979 or so. I would have to look through the old passports my father so carefully collected and wrapped with an elastic band in the safe at home. Unlike me who lost a passport at the Athens airport…
Conversations about Swiss Chocolate
When I arrived in Zurich after the visit to my second goddaughter,Gabriella, who had been skiing in the Swiss Alps, the airport was barricaded. We waited in the car park, uncertain of what was going on except that it was obviously a security problem.Ten years ago was just after 9/11, and the world remains on…
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