Back when I was in first grade (around 1963 or 1964) I learned a song in school. It was a Japanese song called “Sakura Sakura,” which means Cherry Blossom, Cherry Blossom. It was a springtime song and the class sang…

Back when I was in first grade (around 1963 or 1964) I learned a song in school. It was a Japanese song called “Sakura Sakura,” which means Cherry Blossom, Cherry Blossom. It was a springtime song and the class sang…
In 2018 I will feature a random (yet alphabetical) selection of photos I have taken from my nearly 20 years of back roads travel in the United States and Canada. I may even throw in a few random shots from…
For most of my 250+ blog posts on my Less Beaten Paths Blog, I have discussed the back roads of America and Canada. But for today’s post in the A-to-Z challenge, I want to note some of my other travels…
For this week’s edition of #TBT, I take a look back to 1976 when I served as an LDS missionary in Japan. Just a year earlier I had joined the church and, like some of my friends, as a 19…