My recent foray into political commentary usually results in crickets rather than clicks, and I’m okay with that. I don’t write for the stats; I do it because I must. As an American, a veteran, and a concerned citizen, I feel a duty to stand up for others—not just for what affects me personally, but…
The piece distinguishes between teaching honest history, which encompasses the mistreatment of various groups, and critical race theory, often misrepresented in political discourse. It argues that current GOP legislation mislabels honest history as critical race theory while suggesting that educators should convey uncomfortable truths rather than shield students from historical realities.
I’m not asking about all guns. I’m asking about military style weapons. Is it really that important for an average citizen to own an AR-15? This is not a hunting rifle. Why shouldn’t background checks become universal, and stricter? Why shouldn’t there be waiting periods on all gun sales? Why shouldn’t there be “red flag”…
I know some folks who have known me all my life……find some of this so strange. That I went from being one kind of person, to another so different. Most, if not all, of what I am writing tonight, I have mentioned before. But, I still get asked why I am like this now. How…
(Originally posted on Facebook on 1/19/22.) Here’s how things went today, for my first official “outing” by myself. I would have preferred it not be a 60 mile round trip via Interstate driving to an office so full of people, but what to do? That’s what it was, and that’s what I had to do.…
(Originally posted on Facebook on 1/10/22.) So. Next Wednesday will be the first time I’m driving myself to the VA in Danville (about 70 miles round-trip). It’s also going to be the first time that I will be doing ANYTHING by myself in 4-5 years. It’s one of those “no choice” deals, the only way…
A Christmas eve memory from 1985. I was in Frankfurt, Germany….freezing my backside off in the middle of the night….pulling guard duty outside the heavily restricted entrance to the Frankfurt PX (which had been car-bombed the month previously). An old, somewhat junky BMW sputters up…and stops….full of a very jovial (and I’d imagine a wee…
Yesterday was my last therapy session with my long-term MST/PTSD therapist. She helped me through nearly four years of “stuff” …… some of it hellish, some of it hard, all of it a learning experience. Enticing me out of long entrenched comfort zones that were no longer beneficial to me, was probably not that easy.…
I learned something about myself this week. I have realized that I take way too much “stuff” from people in order to have a friendship with them. I also learned that if someone didn’t think much of me as a human being 35 years ago, they don’t now, either. I invest my time and energy…
4-9-10A gentle, cool breeze foreshadows the night crispness to come, while huge yellow daffodils framed by late-day sunbeams bravely flaunt Spring. The birds in my garden quiet their song as they seek retiring roosts. A lone bumble bee buzzes by in sluggish flight. Blue to pink to purple to dark, westerly skies swallow the sun,…