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diana-deluca's picture
Mar.09.2011
I was born in England, but I had to learn to become English. It was a gentle process connected to a velvet countryside and an easy acceptance not only of the country's age but also of its connection to the histories of many other countries around the world. It was almost a surprise to realize how...
mary-aka-melody-cryns's picture
Mar.07.2011
From the time I was a young child, I heard my mother talk about England and the "Queen," but I really didn't know much about England until the evening of February 9, 1964.  That was when everything changed. On Sunday, February 9, 1964, the Beatles arrived right in our den of the flat we...
frank-pineiro's picture
Mar.05.2011
    I first arrived in London at about eight thirty on a winter morning, extremely tired after a frantic day of packing everything I might need for a long journey followed by a subsequent celebration with friends and relatives at one of San Francisco’s famed Fisherman’s Wharf restaurants.  Hours...
red-room-well-red's picture
Mar.04.2011
"ENGLAND AND AMERICA ARE TWO COUNTRIES SEPARATED BY THE SAME LANGUAGE" -George Bernard Shaw. Indeed, any visitor from one country to the other knows how different they truly are. Still, no one who loves reading literature in English can feel neutral towards the land where it was born...
melissa-broadway's picture
Mar.04.2011
To me there are two Englands.  There is the one of my childhood in Holywell, which sometimes doesn’t seem like it wasn't in the same century.  And there is the England I take friends to see when I go back for visits every decade or so. In the late 1950s, Holywell was a quiet little town, much like...
sandra-stone's picture
Mar.04.2011
The Heiligestadt Testament: BeethovenFor my brothers Carl and [Johann] Beethoven And for my Canadian father, who read aloud in the lamplit parlor from the English greats. Recited. Declaimed. All of that was in me years later when I rented a flat near the British Museum to do research and came upon...
carin-hennessey's picture
Mar.04.2011
London was not my idea, but the inception of my friend and once-roomate in college.  Roz was going to England after graduation, to work and live for six months; she begged me to go, because I don't think any of her other friends would.  I didn't have any pressing plans besides, only to eventually...
opal-palmer-adisa's picture
Mar.04.2011
England was a cyst that I wanted amputated. Growing up in Jamaica, as I did, under the colonial legacy, England was referred to as the mother country, a mother who bore no resemblance to me or my fellow Jamaicans and who regarded us, her children, with disdain (in school we were taught Jamaicans...
elizabeth-marcheschi's picture
Mar.04.2011
       I was born with a fascination for England. My dreams were not the typical little girl fantasies of Disney-influenced princesses and fairy tales of castles with princes charging up on horseback. Instead, I was enthralled with the history of the British Isles, the architecture, the land...
victoria-zackheim's picture
Mar.04.2011
In the mid-eighties, I flew to London to attend a friend's wedding. This was my first foreign-land trip alone, having been through a divorce several years earlier. The morning after the wedding, I checked out of the hotel and picked up a rental car. (When asked by incredulous friends if I...