My good friend Jyl put it to me well some years ago. “It’s like you don’t quite get America, and [...]

I learned to play piano from the woman we knew as Mrs. E. Her real name was Charlotte, and her [...]

Some years ago, I was a model for Halloween. In real life, I am pretty and petite, but not model [...]

Recently, I played “Bella Ciao” for my students. I first heard the song as a college student in Bologna. I [...]

Columnist Kristine Crane had no idea where she sat on the zodiac until she came to Italy, after which planets aligned.

Columnist Kristine Crane found an unwelcome bedfellow one night, reviving a fear of cockroaches in an American state they love.

About five years ago, I briefly considered embarking on a second career as a doctor. Though I’d been a health [...]

Among the remaining artifacts at my father’s house in Iowa was my Italian running trophy. It sat on the fireplace [...]

My parents nicknamed me Krissy when I was little. Apparently, it had something to do with Chrissy (Suzanne Somers), the [...]

There's a big white and grey cat that every so often comes out of my crawl space. Herman is his [...]

It's official: My father sold the family home in Iowa. After talking about it for almost a decade, he finally [...]