Sometimes, you’d ride your bicycle from Carpenter and Polk to your friend’s place on Lexington, passing the trees around Arrigo Park and those rowhouses, their lights flickering in grey twilight. You had reoccurring dreams of living in one of them someday; you see the multi-colored Christm...
The light was bright, flickering and splashing with winter shadows. The cool, crisp air was alive and free, soothing to my cooped-up winter self. We curiously investigated the old mining claims and camps, trotted long out to the creek and then turned back. As we slowed to a walk for na...
In light of the recent reappearance of several Ryukyuanuguiroyal portraits believed stolen from Nakagusuku udun in 1945 right alongside some number of investiture robes, however, one can hope that these, too, just might resurface sometime. In the meantime, it was interesting to come across these...