I WISH I HAD BIG BREASTS AND WORE HIGH HEELS August 21, 1968 Czechoslovakia
It is the twenty-first day of August 1968, late at night. The Russians just invaded Czechoslovakia. I am five and excited to be woken up...
One Happy Monday Evening in the Library!
Library is a place where everything seems to go quietly and smoothly! We tend to speak in hush voices, we step more carefully not to make...
Backyard Makes a Beautiful Set for a Magical Tradition! Long Lost December Post! :) :) :)
And this story will take you to the whirl of a colorful celebration of St. Nicholas! 💫 it has been 700 years since he has started...
Humanity Shines through....Fred Benedetti in a Riveting Benefit Concert!
...and the evening turned into such a happy affair where music was followed by loud shouts, whistles, "bravos" and shaking heads at the...
To Sing a Czech Anthem in Balboa Park Makes me Feel so Alive and Happy!
The third weekend of October is all about Czech and Slovak dancing, singing, reciting dramatized poems, playing instruments, showing off...
Why? To Feel Alive, to Harvest Smiles!
They watch me intently, looking into my eyes, one foot ahead of the other so they can easily charge forward, they are waiting for- three...
Just for you! Barber of Seville or How I wish Figaro was my Hairdresser!
I love Barber of Seville and had a sudden urge to share my passion with you about that colorful character and genius from Pesaro, Italy,...
