It used to be boots, parkas, shovels and snowblowers, and now, it’s galoshes, raincoats and a colorful wave of umbrellas lining the hall that marks the arrival of winter. Somewhere towards the end of June, the skies open up, and…

It used to be boots, parkas, shovels and snowblowers, and now, it’s galoshes, raincoats and a colorful wave of umbrellas lining the hall that marks the arrival of winter. Somewhere towards the end of June, the skies open up, and…
Life in Concepcion has virtually returned to normal, even though an occasional replica reminds us that the earth is not quite comfortable with its adjustments. Post traumatic stress still has everyone a little jittery, but barring any disruptions from our…