The story of genocide carved in stone

I grew up within a mostly Armenian American community, where the stories of the genocide were retold and never forgotten. My grandmother too, survived this time. The Assyrians called it the time of the sword or Seyfo. So when I wrote about this memorial, I was quietly overcome with sorrow. To me, it was the... Continue Reading →

I love reading about marine life. Yet I seem to write more about bugs, especially those that carry disease, destroy trees, or in some cases, help prevent illness.  The root weevil  is one evil character that has threatened California citrus crops for years. Hoping to raise public awareness, the California State Department of Agriculture launched... Continue Reading →

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