ILEANA JOHNSON

On a cloudy morning with a light drizzle, we turned on hwy. 77 on our way to Medina, Ripley, Weirton, and Spencer, West Virginia, three hour...

Cherry blossoms  Photo: Ileana Johnson 2022 Travel will soon become a thing of the past. Not only are the globalists getting ready to shut d...

A rare photograph of my mom and dad, second row left and of my grandma on the first row (taken in the village) For the first twenty yea...

“Bucura-te, Tara scumpa, imbracata de parada, Ca, din alte tari straine, vin prieteni sa te vada!      -   Vasile Militaru, 1936 ...

From the moment I left the house, I did not know what I was going to find on my journey. This time I left at 3 a.m. and I discovered that,...

It’s five a.m. and the bright full moon is casting dancing shadows in the hawkish wind. The dense, tall trees are creaking in the back y...

Between the suffocating smoke wafting to the third floor of my cousin’s villa from burning egg-plants on the indoor grill, the ambulance s...

The narrow winding road from Santa Maria di Negrar to Verona was flanked by lush green vineyards and well-tended gardens overflowing with ve...