Monthly Archives: March 2014

Just call me Kunta Juanski

AND SO IT turns out that I’m a descendant of slaves. Of one slave, anyway. I just saw the latest genealogical research by my niece, Sandy Palomo González, and it shows that my maternal grandfather, Dionicio López, is a descendent … Continue reading

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When family calls

Crystal City, Texas IN THE DRIVEWAY sit a pickup truck from San Benito and an SUV from north of Dallas. On the street is my Fusion, from Houston. Not too far away, at one sister’s house sits a rented van … Continue reading

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Early morning rituals, South Texas

A COOL, CLOUDY morning. Mostly. The weather people promise a high of about 90 degrees this afternoon, but at a tad past 7 a.m., coolness reigns. So do the birds. The grackles, who are just coming to life, the mockingbirds, … Continue reading

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The Great American Fantasy

TRAVELING ABROAD, especially in Europe, always serves to remind my how incredibly stupid and ridiculous American politicians tend to be. With every election season, we hear the all-too-familiar boast about this being the universe’s greatest and best nation. As proof, … Continue reading

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Scene from abroad: The Ugly American

AT THE TRAIN station in Milan last week, I was one of the first to board the train that would take me to Switzerland. A few minutes later, an American couple and their daughter, who appeared to be about 9 or … Continue reading

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49 observations and thoughts about my European adventure

There is no bad wine in Italy. There is no bad wine in Switzerland, especially when your host knows his wine. A quarter-liter of wine is enough with lunch. A half-liter is too much. Way too much, unless you’re close … Continue reading

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Why I travel

(As you can probably tell, I had no idea where I was going with this piece when I started writing. I think I began writing because I felt guilty that this was the first trip in a long time about … Continue reading

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