My dear friends, As some of you may know, I am owned by a tiny Bichon Havanese called Timothy and a large Labrador called Mahler. Every...

My dear Friends, "Missing, presumed killed." This was the message my paternal grandparents received in the Spring of 1940. Then, another...

My dear Friends, First may I say how grateful I am to those of you who have taken the trouble to write back to me in recent weeks, to...