We Fight

Like (I presume) every American, I today feel the weight, glory, and sheer spiritual magnitude of  Memorial Day. I’m the son of a  WWII veteran; when I was eight (and while standing at a urinal in a boy’s bathroom at my elementary school, where apparently I used to do all my big thinking), I realized [Read More…]

Happy/Sad Memorial Day

I hate making suggestions for what other people should do or think. It’s just  an obnoxious thing to do.  If there’s one thing I think we could all use less of, it’s people telling us what we should and shouldn’t do, think, and be. Luckily, when I give advice, it never fails to be inspiring [Read More…]