In a matter days, this sequence of events unfolded: 1. During Tuesday men’s breakfast at church, a total stranger across the table...

Kerosene lanterns light the darkness, hand-plucked goose feathers fill the mattresses and rainwater collects in a cistern. The grocery...

I love great stories. And I love telling them. For over thirty-five years, I mostly told them with my cameras. And as Marshall McLuhan...