Get it Right: This is Not Politics or Optics

As a child I lived on base. We stopped and turned in the direction of the flag every night at dusk, whether it was in view or not. We stood silently as Taps played. We honored the flag, all it represents, and all who serve.
That said, I don’t understand what all the fuss is about.

Mommy Said Yes!!

It was a morning like so many others.    My son woke up before sunrise. His heavy footfalls on the bunk bed steps would probably wake me anyway, but amplified by the monitor that still sits by my bedside, he sounds like a small elephant crashing through any dream world I might be in. True…

Things I Learned From My Mom

This post first appeared on my MySpace page back in June of 2007 under the title “Things Mom Taught Me”.  It was one of two posts I wrote to honor my mom on the third anniversary of her death. Some of these pearls were passed along as advice. Most are just the kernels I gleaned…