The impact of the homeless is most notably seen whenever I revisit San Francisco. Walking through downtown, it is easy to spot a huddled, sleeping body by a doorway coupled with the familiar stench of

It is a hot sweltering afternoon in downtown Las Vegas and I'm wilting under the heat. Through the glare of the sun, I spot a bakery or panaderia as it's known in Spanish. More importantly, a faded sign

The day happens as it always happens. The clock beeps. Six am on the red LCD display. I am naked atop red satin sheets, half-asleep, wishing I could stay in bed. Surveying the room, remnants of last night’s

Moving to America from England was sort of life changing, more of a gradual transition than a jolt to the system. Back in 2000, I was in dire straits. The furniture business I started a year and a half

A few months ago, Artyom Savelyev, an 8 year old boy was sent back to Russia by his adopted grandmother, Torry Hansen. The bewildered boy was found wandering in Moscow airport, unaccompanied and alone.

Last year, I attended my sister’s wedding. It was an extravagant event, with the ceremony in an ancient Basque church and a reception at a country estate deep in the French countryside. Since Frederic

“What’s so funny about that?” That’s a question I ask myself and my roommate as she is chuckling to yet another insipid sitcom on CBS. She is watching “Everybody Loves Raymond” – a show as brain deadening