Eating Spaghetti at the Vatican

Really, I’d been planning this trip to Italy since late 2001. It all began around Thanksgiving-time, the year that I graduated college. I was headed back to Northwest Indiana after several months of aimlessness that saw me go… Read More

Italian, Film, and Me

When I was in fourth grade, for some reason the gifted and talented program that I was placed in decided to hire a woman, two days a week, to teach us German. Why not Spanish or French? I… Read More