"Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she had to walk into mine."-Rick

"Oh, he's just like any other man, only more so."-Rick

"Tell me, who was it you left me for? Was it Laszlo, or were there others in between? Or aren't you the kind that tells?"-Rick

"Play it once, Sam for old times' sake."Ilsa

"I stick my neck out for nobody."-Rick

"Was that cannon fire, or is it my heart pounding?"-Rick

"Who are you really, and what were you before? What did you do and what did you think, huh?"-Rick

"Young girls have the toughest lot in poor societies, vulnerable to a host of abuse."-Katherine Marshall

"Here's looking at you, kid."-Rick

We'll always have Paris

Today or rather yesterday I started my journey to Casablanca, Morocco. It's been a whorl-wind of plane flights and changing time zones but I made it in one piece.

Isabelle Hudson

My grandmother spent months putting old family photos into albums for my father and his brothers. As a kid I spent hours looking through those albums at the old black and whites and sepia toned images as well as a few hand painted photographs. She not only saved the formal portraits photos but newspaper clippings and candid moments from the 1880's.

This is my great great grandmother Isabelle Hudson sitting for her high school graduation portrait, she hangs in my parent's upstairs hallway.