[Susan Kimmel Wright] Our American Journey

July 4, 1986, we observed Independence Day at the U. S. Ambassador’s residence outside Tegucigalpa, Honduras with our two-year-old son Tony and newborn Francisca. We didn’t know a third adopted child would be joining our lives the next morning…but that is a story for another time.   The Ambassador had opened the grounds to any

[Susan Kimmel Wright] Joy in the Time of Coronavirus

On March 19th spring arrived, though signs had been appearing for some time. Daffodils and crocuses had already pushed up through last year’s fallen leaves and a lingering crust of snow. Tiny buds, pale green and pink, swelled at the branch tips. Robins hopped across lawns, pecking hopefully at winter-brown grass, while in the low

[Susan Kimmel Wright] These Are the Times Set for Us

Maybe we rode a subway to work in the city or got up to feed the chickens. Coronavirus’s new restrictions and fears have changed our lives in a heartbeat. Hunkering down under a stay-at-home order, I can’t help thinking about a long-ago conversation with my grandma Blanche, who survived the Great Flu Epidemic of 1918.