Welcome to the late 80s! Continue reading
This Friday I’d like to introduce you to something that isn’t a mystery but is by its very nature mysterious – Number Stations. Have you ever pondered what the world of international spying is like? Do you enjoy glimpses into that world when hearing spies of the past tell their Cold War tales? Would you like to witness a current spying even in operation RIGHT NOW without any danger or consequences? Wouldn’t that be freaky? Well you can with number stations! Just get yourself a radio that picks up short-wave frequencies and you have a front row seat to current spy operations around the world.
Joseph Berry Bradford, my great-grandfather. A very small picture cropped from a group shot of a man who I know little about. First I’ll have to be honest, my great-grandmother was his mistress and later his wife. The group shot is of them with their children. Continue reading
Another stop on our cruise was Roatan, Honduras. Though there the natives were quick to disassociate themselves from Honduras on the mainland. They really thought of themselves as different and separate. Here we did an eco-tree walk in the rain forest canopy. It was high suspended bridges where we could see both ground and treetops. The leader of the walk was a local who was very knowledgeable bout flora, not only the botany of it but traditional and medicinal uses too. It was very interesting, informative, and lovely.
For years I have been into podcasts. I’ve listened to them on all types of topics – travel, writing, strange happenings, unsolved crimes, and cooking. Those are just a few that come to mind. During the camping at the apartment without cable tv and streaming I depended more on books, audiobooks, and podcasts to entertain me. Here are a few of the ones I’m currently into. Continue reading
I got this card simply because it brought back good memories when flying wasn’t a humiliating human herding slog but instead an event, an adventure, and FUN! Continue reading
Last Friday it was a case of not knowing where a man is. This case is not knowing who a man is. It takes place in Australia in 1948. It is known by several names – Somerton Man, Tamam Shud or Taman Shud case. The only thing we know is a man was found dead on Somerton Beach that no one has been able to identify.