Kids will say and do the darnedest things. I think the earliest memory of my first word was no. Not Mama or Dada. I was told that I was a cute child, and I was a tad mischievous too. When my Aunt Sally would visit, she would often catch me in an act of trickery … Continue reading Liar, Liar, Couch on Fire!
This piece is dedicated to a December without 31 days, a Major without a squadron, and a Doctor who doesn't practice medicine. For those of us with different names, these designations are real conversation starters! What’s in a name? A question penned long ago for the romantic tale Romeo and Juliet written by William Shakespeare. … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
By all American standards, my family was pretty was normal. Dad was a Master Sergeant in the US Army and Ma was the obedient wife, cook, and caretaker of my older sister and me; we even had a dog. My father and I did all the stereotypical activities expected with society’s male bonding rituals; fishing, … Continue reading You’re What?!
Judge Don't Judge...Much 