Culture in the Blender

I-85, driven by thousands of people every day, has now become a piece of knowledge and experience that only my family shares, in the frame of reference of my parents. It goes through where I live and if I take it east, I will get to the city they lived in before they had to [...]

My parents just moved back to Sweden, after having been given a month’s notice that my father was no longer needed in the US. Other than the suddenness of the move - a confused Swedish HR manager is to have said “But don’t you own a house….?” when my father called - I am surprised [...]