A Belated Letter of (if not exactly from) Italy
Dear Fellow Travelers and Readers: We finally returned from Europe Monday afternoon. The flight was uneventful and, mirabile dictu, so was our entry into the United States. They finally have the ID processing machines in working order so all the zeks can get through the system with less trouble. As I looked at the line, I wondered if Purgatory entailed as much rigmarole and waiting. We spent three days in Holland, in a village outside of Amsterdam, visiting our friends Michael and Koosje Guravage. Michael, as some of you may recall, has traveled several times with us and is now...



