Travels to a Different Time: Travels of My Mother: 3August1971: Skiros, Greece: We Are Sleeping Outside Under a Grape Arbor

Dear Mother: This is my last letter till I get off Skiros. Every Greek Island brought something new. There was only one small hotel and it was full so we are out of town in vineyard. We have cots to sleep on hoping we are not visited by any scorpions. The sun wakes us upContinue reading “Travels to a Different Time: Travels of My Mother: 3August1971: Skiros, Greece: We Are Sleeping Outside Under a Grape Arbor”