An old man and a young man. One with memories of a life ill spent. The other determined to get at the truth of a great human tragedy. The former teaches the latter that history is not just a compilation of true facts.

What if you were left on an Island with only iguana’s to get and the water was muddy, would you eat the iguana’s and drink the muddy water. There would be no communication and you run the risk of dehydration and illness.

I wrote this poem on a trip to Ottawa, and it quickly became one of my favourites. This poem is from personal experience.

A person that didn’t care took a life of a six year old

I want to share with you, the reader, my experience surviving a big earthquake in Bucuresti, Romania. A travel in time that made me appreciate life a lot more than others…

I review why I want Piggy on my Survivor team.

Story of an Auschwitz survivor.

A vision of a woman with cancer; a woman of strength, character, and loveliness.

A poem I wrote which I included in my upcoming memior.

This is the beginning of another story idea. Tell me what you think.