Peg and I were on Bali when we were overtaken by the urge to see Komodo dragons. You do that by flying to Labuan Bajo on the western end of the island of Flores, then...

There are a lot of reasons to visit Ghana. Peggy went because the Peace Corps sent her. I tagged along because I like to be with Peggy. And because I wanted to see a forest...

You wouldn’t think it would be possible to get expelled from reform school, but Karl Stanley managed it. Not without attracting attention, though. The attention landed him in a mental hospital where he was diagnosed...

Last Monday was Pearl Harbor Day and nobody came. That was the news from Honolulu: “No veterans attend today’s ceremony.” Pearl Harbor Day wasn’t even marked on my buddy, Don’s calendar, although Kwanza is. And...

The Grand Canyon has had a reputation for treacherous white-water rafting since John Wesley Powell’s expedition barely made it out alive. You can see why they had trouble. Rubber rafts hadn’t been invented in 1869...

The first year Peggy and I lived in Morocco, Ramadan landed in August. The entire month of August, during which the Faithful were forbidden to eat or drink anything during daylight hours . . ....

If your fashion sense leans toward revolutionary-chic, forget about berets and retro Che Guevara T-shirts. Go to the Islamic Republic, and you can return home outfitted as a fully-fledged state-sponsored terrorist. When you join Iran’s fighting...