By Tamim Ansary I met a POTUS once. For those of you who don’t know, that’s a President of the United States. My POTUS was Jimmy Carter, and let me be honest: he wasn’t a POTUS when I met him. It was 1976, and he was still just one of four men running for the […]
By Allen Parsley “We’ve got to do it here in Kabul, man. It’s a quart with every fill-up, and it’s only going to get worse.” Kent knew more about cars than I did, so I just listened. “Once a gasket starts to go, it’s just a matter of time before you blow all the oil […]
“Life has many stages,” she mused.
“Does it?” I wondred what an eight-year-old’s take could possibly be on this profound topic.
By Emily Thurston [Thurston writes about her grandfather Tom Findley, a renowned chemist who quit his career when he realized that some of the substances he’d developed were contributing to the degradation of the environment. In 1971, Tom set out to travel from the east coast to the west coast across Canada by canoe (yes, […]
By Tamim Ansary [Note: This story is from a larger rumination about being or not being “Afghan enough”: I was born in Afghanistan, my father was Afghan, my mother was American, I grew up over there, I came here in my mid-teens, and I have lived in America ever since. So…it’s complicated.] Some time in […]
By Rick Schmidt Because I wasn’t in any hurry (going nowhere) that summer of ‘69, I was able to really soak up everything there was to learn on my walks. When I entered a store I wasn’t trying to duck in and out as quickly and efficiently as possible like I do now. I would […]