How a boy from a one-room schoolhouse on the South Dakotan prairie became a Foreign Service officer

"Here I was on July 4, 1955, expected to assume duties as Press Attaché and Information Officer, American Embassy, Caracas, Venezuela - after only two months of practical orientation in Washington, preceded by five years of corporate public relations, a BA from Macalester College in St. Paul, Minnesota, courtesy of the GI Bill, and roots…

Here’s What Surprised Me…

My mother, Nancy Amerson, was part of a group of friends on Cape Cod that met each month under the moniker of "Stitch and Bitch." Some of these women also were part of Mom's book group, which operated a little differently than the "Oprah bookclub" model: rather than all reading the same book, each participant…

Hello readers!

This month, you are among nearly 300 readers in 40 countries to have had a look, or two, at Raisedintheforeignservice!  Lots of you are here in the US, which I expected, but technology has made it as easy for you to connect from Australia, Bahamas, Belarus, Brazil, Bulgaria, Canada, China, Colombia, El Salvador, Ethiopia, Finland,…

A Bookstore on Every Corner

The last time I traveled to the Northeast, I took along a library book. It didn't keep up with me: someone at the Red Lion Inn in the Berkshires got a good read, and the Palm Beach Country Library System got a new book.  Ever since, I've packed a book I've already paid for. Before our recent…

Just a Sunday Afternoon

Transplanted from the Northeast to South Florida, we luxuriated in the freshness of spring when we visited Paris and Amsterdam in May.     After the hustle of checking the sights off the list in Paris, it was heaven to wander through the Jardin du Luxembourg along with every other combination of families on a…