I remember the first time I saw someone snort cocaine. I was at a Rolling Stones concert in Montreal in 1989 - fresh off "the Rock." Despite the fact that most of Jagger's and Richards' tunes were written about, or under the influence of some hardcore drug or another, it rattled me. I remember that scene more vividly than the still pimply-faced 45 year old Stones strutting around the stage of the Big O. I also remember the first time I saw someone inject hero...

What's worse? Meeting new friends and then having to go away, or meeting new friends and having them leave you behind? The girls and I have been discussing this today as we leave Mykonos on the high speed ferry to Athens. Our apartment in Mykonos is nestled in a maze of narrow alleyways rising steeply from the sea. On our first day here the girls made friends with a gaggle of neighborhood kids who are off school for the two week Easter holiday. Despite the l...

As a rule, I don't think you truly, fully appreciate something until you have to do without it for a while. After 8 1/2 months on the road, there are many things we miss that we paid little or no attention to while still at home. These are the things we'll cherish when we finally return. Easter, however, is not one of those things. I have always loved Easter, and, at least in recent years, appreciated how much I loved it. I loved it even when, as a child, it...