Acting out the soul of Hiroshima and Nagasaki

Me? An ambassador who would be welcome? Me? With every pore, every hairshaft, every feature challenged, shattered, damaged... only from here in my "cottage." Physical travel would be impossible. I can't even travel to Florida. Even if I were welcome. Which I am not. I see tomatoes and banana peels being thrown at me. I … Continue reading Acting out the soul of Hiroshima and Nagasaki