by Melissa M, Walton Hills, OH I was recently divorced, and though it was a difficult thing to go through, as many know, the alternative, staying with my husband, was just too much for me to bear any longer. That man was verbally abusive and insulting, and I know he cheated on me. All my [...]
Blast from the Past… Catching up with the Future by Bruce Curran In the days that I met up with these two guys in the Desert, the only real means of communication was by postal services worldwide. There were no cell phones and no internet. Yesterday, on Thursday 26th August 2010, I sent the story [...]
The Relativity of Travel by Bruce Curran The sun scorched the rock and sand either side of the covered road between Herat and Kandahar in the Afghan Desert. The motorcycle purred perfectly as my bike and I glided through the emptiness of the open spaces. I had just avoided a near disaster at the hands [...]
Afghanistan by Motorbike– Part 1, Recollections of 1972 by Bruce Curran It was 5 in the morning in the little Asian town of Herat, which lies just inside Afghanistan on the western border with Iran. It was the dawning of a clear day, and I was itching to get out on the road. My Norton [...]