
Independence Day


Joh, me and Robin, a Peace Corp Volunteer

An old Soviet map of the Village of Copceau.

The frontier (The border of Moldova and Ukraine)
The party at the border

Wine in the "fancy' golden glasses

A toast (one of many)

John, me and Mr. Alexi from the Ukraine

Riding the field roads

Trying to unplug the combine

Two vounteers at the sign to the town who's name is prononuced volunteer in English

Mr. Valarei and his grapes

Canning Tomatoes

Mihails's grandparents at their summer home

Grandma Dominique

Picking corn from her garden for our lunch

A mural in the Grandmother's house that was done in the 1940's

Homemade wine and "moonshine" from Poland

Mihail's aunt

Strange sculptures in a roadside park

The village cow's

Garden at Mihail's aunt's house (Soon to be a bed and breakfast)


The bed and breakfast house
It's hard to believe that today my adventure of a lifetime is coming to an end. It's Thursday morning, and I am waiting at the airport to fly first to Frankfurt and then to Paris. I'll be leaving about the time that all of you will be going to bed on Wednesday night.
I have so many great memories and stories of my time in Moldova. What an experience. I can feel that I have benefited as much from this trip as the people that I came over here to help. It was very rewarding to have my host tell me that they have had a lot of vounteers come in the past. but that I have helped her the most.
I have open invitations from many people to come back. So hopefully I'll return again for a visit before to long. It's was so hard to say goodbye to all the good people that I have meet. But, I'm also looking forward to getting home again.