It’s Fourth of July and I write to you from Alaska — the “last frontier”, as the state is known. But there’s much more to it.

It’s Christmas.  I find myself sitting in my office at home, which is warm and spacious and overlooks a series of Southern California Palm Trees. My wife is doing well, my children are growing without a care in the world. The truth is: this year has been really good for our family. We have spent

Hundreds of years ago, driven by the impulse that life could be more, our forefathers left the old continent in search of a new life. They left everything they had (and were) behind. They braved vast seas, suffered long journeys, and faced uncertainty to levels few of us experience today – all for the promise