Stories for October 15, 2004
Welshman Wonders
I sat in a Welsh village four autumns ago, happily hidden away from American politics and war. The local men's choir soothed me with the songs of my father's countryland.
I sat in a Welsh village four autumns ago, happily hidden away from American politics and war. The local men's choir soothed me with the songs of my father's countryland.