F
orty-three years and some twenty visits to Greece and
Turkey have left me both enthralled by the grandeur of these
places and, through the experiences of having been there, fortified. But of all my visits to Greece none equaled in sheer
Homeric scope the great odyssey I planned for the summer of
2007: a journey to celebrate my sixtieth birthday, thirty years
of an enduring friendship and the ongoing joy and pleasure of
my business, colleagues and good health. It was to be a robust
journey, one not without exposure to dire elements that so afflicted our ancient heroes. We planned to encounter Greece
as Homer would have known it, along with so much of what
has formed the Greek world since.
Kasos
