An Appalachian In Red Square

Had you told that twelve-year-old version of me that I would one day be standing, jaw hanging agape, in the middle of Red Square, I would have laughed you out of town.  Me?  In Red Square? But it happened. We clambered out of the bus and followed Yelena through a pedestrian underpass... and as I... Continue Reading →

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