Category Archives: photo-romans

TODOS SANTOS HORSE RACE by Peter Nolan Smith

In the autumn of 1992 I worked as a diamond salesman on West 47th Street for Richie Boy and his father, Manny. Business had improved under President Clinton and customers from around the USA traveled to New York for a good buy. That Christmas Ms. Carolina bought 2-Carat diamond studs. The blonde southerner and I […]

FALLEN BUT NOT FORGOTTEN by Peter Nolan Smith

On November 11, 2011 I visited the US military cemetery outside Luxembourg City with the British and the American ambassadors. The drive to the graves was short. Luxembourg was a small duchy. I looked out the window of the Jaguar. The morning sun struggled to break through the low fog. It would have little success […]

Charleroi, A Thing Of Beauty

For centuries few good roads pierced the thickly forested hills of the Ardennes and Luxembourg served as a fortress against invading armies in Northern Europe. Steep cliffs surrounded the city and hundreds of troops could defend against the attack of thousands. Militarists called the citadel the Gibraltar of the North and in the autumn of […]

THE MEANING OF PURE by Peter Nolan Smith

In the summer of 1995 my baby brother died of AIDS. I sought solace for Michael’s soul by visiting the holy sites of Asia. I lit candles before the Buddha in Chiang Mai. I circumnavigated Lhasa’s Jokhang Temple. Despite a lifelong disbelief in religion this pilgrimage comforted my sense of loss. In November I crossed […]

DUST THEN MUD by Peter Nolan Smith

Bangkok was a different city in 1990. Shady trees lined the sois. The klongs led to the Chao Phyra River. Barges transported rice from up-country. After a short stay at the Malaysia Hotel I was ready to head north to Chiang Mai. I booked a 2nd Class AC sleeper at Hualamphong Station. The train pulled […]