A couple of millennia ago they called themselves “Apostles” and there were twelve of them, supposedly all friends. Then, one night one of them betrayed their leader by kissing...
There were three of us in the Twilight Zone: Kurt from Chile, Manfred from Germany and me, the Canadian Hungarian. The year was 1956, the time of year late Spring and the...
Frightening Mathematics Usually, I go to bed before midnight, but last Thursday I stayed up until one-thirty – I was watching the GOP Republican Convention’s efforts to...
Like most middle-class parents living in Budapest, the second largest city in the late Austro-Hungarian Monarchy, they realized that, for their children to have a better than...
Photo: Governors Harbour Grand Cayman (in the 80’s) People used to refer to the Cayman Island as ‘the islands that time forgot’. No wonder. Their isolation was such...
Schlag in German is short for SCHLAGSAHNE, in English: whipped cream. I love it! Especially when it is served with a slice of ‘Sachertorte’, my favorite dessert. On the...
Panem Nostrum (Give us this day our daily bread…) Susan and I live in a comfortable, well-run condominium apartment building that is cared for by a superbly efficient...
Montreal now has over 1,000 kilometers of cycling paths in the greater urban area (some winding through beautiful venues) and has become one of the world’s most bike-crazed big...
World War Two is over and Budapest is slowly emerging from its Twilight Zone, but marauding Red Army soldiers still roam the streets and, at times unexpectedly, collect fit...
When I crawled out of bed this morning the outside thermometer indicated FORTY degrees BELOW zero Celsius and the temperature inside my cottage was also low – a threatening...
