The boulder cracked. Corners of the judge’s mouth turned upward as she read Russian words from the first page of the book. By page three a... Read More →
I was exhausted as we landed in New York. It had been almost a month long trip to Russia, dealing with Soviet style bureaucracy, when we finally... Read More →
To me, it wasn’t initially a question of mercy or justice. It was just what should have been done. I was shocked when the judge said that... Read More →