Years ago, I worked with a young woman—her name was Alice— who was reasonably bright, performed her job with competence, was fairly attractive, had married a nice guy—high school classmate....

Three years ago I was in Paris and having something to eat in one of the several street corner cafés within a two-minute walk from my hotel. It was a...

Preliminary details for a return visit to Europe are slowly taking shape and include the French town of Azay-le-Rideau. It’s not very big town—the population is about 3500—not quite a...

This marvelous, quirky little train only travels 10-15 miles-an-hour over most of it’s entire route, which is not quite 40 miles long beginning to end. The rail line dates back...