Twenty-five years ago …
Twenty-five years ago, I remember being at Troldhaugen, Edvard Grieg’s summer home, with my husband, Carl Crosier, and trying our hardest to stay awake. You see, it had taken us 30 hours, including flights and layovers from Honolulu, to reach this peaceful place. We checked into the hotel upon our arrival, and then set out… Read More Twenty-five years ago …