on our second night on Skopelos Island northeast of mainland Greece. The church is tightly wedged into a small neighborhood and you can easily pass right by it if you’re talking or, like my husband Mitch and me, concentrating on the steep walk down from the top of the hill to the harb...
his father and grandfather took it upon themselves to offer the camp a distraction through music by producing a radio show through a DIY tangle of wires. “The music that my dad played for that island was like