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I Don’t Want to Say This is the End

My second (and last) day in Cappadocia ended with a visit to a carpet collective, where women are trained to produce Turkish rugs and tourists like me are shown the process before watching a salesman and his staff throw down a couple of dozen rugs to entice us to buy. Once the assembled group realized that I was unlikely to throw down $1,100 on one of the more...

A Few Passing Strangers From my Journey

Let’s be honest here: among my “gifts” in life is a powerful ability to discern a person’s most annoying characteristic rather rapidly. That gift is accompanied by a corresponding curse that makes me a little less able than most to let things go, especially when I am tired or frustrated, feelings that occasionally arise when one is traveling. Those characteristics...

When You Visit Rome…and You Will. A Note on Father William Greytak, Carroll College

I learned today from friends and on social media that one of the most influential professors I knew during my time at Carroll College, Father William Greytak, just passed away. Greytak was already a legend at Carroll before I arrived, one of the amazing history professors at Carroll who had almost total command of their subject matter and who had been teaching at the...