Mike Farrell

Almost forty years ago, when I was in Marine Corps basic training, the tantalizing specter held up by our instructor

5AM. I crawl out of bed and grope my way to the shower. The water is very cold and shows no sign, even after my most fervent prayers, of cha

Tom and Claire take us to airport (LAX). Meet Dennis Weaver and his wife Gerrie. As we’re talking, Greg H. comes up and introduces himself t

Trip through the Hermitage Museum complex. Actually the Winter Palace makes up the largest part of the museum. Hermitage seems to be the pla

As the 1980 spokesperson for CONCERN/America, a nondenominational, international refugee aid organization, I was asked to attend a conferenc

I’ve always wanted to ride a motorcycle across Australia. At least that’s what I’ve been saying for years. Motorcycle trips on back roads th