Too Close to the Wind  Until yesterday, I hadn’t seen Seraphina since the day of my father’s funeral. Suddenly there she was, walking toward […]

  Bumblebee We knew him only as “Bumblebee.” Like his namesake, he flitted from place to place, never lighting for long. Even his build suggested the […]

Paris’s Shakespeare Bookstore is no long at Rue Dupuytren where Sylvia Beach provided a unique gathering place for writers during the 1920s.  Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Ezra Pound […]