Every Genocide Matters

Every Genocide Matters

I have always claimed that people are my passion and telling their stories is at the heart of everything I do. I also know that I tell others’ stories because my own family story has been silenced for two generations. While we never once described ourselves as...
Return to Sarajevo

Return to Sarajevo

The first time I set foot in Sarajevo, it was bleak.  January 1996 was cold.  Bitterly cold. The Dayton Peace Accord had just been signed and the war was over in Bosnia.  For three years, from 1992-1995, the people of Sarajevo had lived like rats…scurrying to...
The Accidental Caregiver…#10

The Accidental Caregiver…#10

My mother’s sister and niece just flew in from Denmark, and their arrival has transformed my parents.  They came bearing gifts:  books, scarves, dessert plates, pajamas…kind of like Christmas in May for my parents.  Their injection of laughter, familiarity, interest,...
Angel Sighting…David Henson

Angel Sighting…David Henson

The world lost a bright light on Saturday afternoon, and heaven is brighter now, with the passing of David Henson, an Angel with Shoes if there ever was one. If you knew Dr. Henson, you have a story to tell, I’m sure, and probably more than one.  He stepped into so...
The Accidental Caregiver…#9

The Accidental Caregiver…#9

This morning a cacophony of sounds and images invaded my father’s brain as he came upstairs with a string of things to do, places to go, people to see and not one of them seeming to relate to the other.  I could hear my mother urging him to share his thoughts with me,...