Subjects and ghosts from the past.
Last Friday at 0130 found me sitting in my local Denny’s, drinking coffee and reading Mickey Spillane on my phone. I was the only goon in the joint. I remember looking out the window at one point and thinking that the scene was reminiscent of the end of the late night promo on the Turner… Continue reading Not Just Rainy Days and Sundays
I wrote what follows back in 1996. Someone on the original West Point Forum had mentioned the incident and it had been like the exercise we'd done back in school where a person whispers something in someone's ear, who then whispers it in another's ear, and then another, and so on, until the last person… Continue reading For Lack of Discipline
Fort Benning, Georgia. United States Army Airborne School Headquarters. 1977. “Shouldn’t you be working down the hill?” The young lady admonished the lieutenant sitting by her desk. He grinned back at her and stood up. “Yeah, I think I’ve slacked off enough. See you later?” “You obviously know how to find me…” He caught the… Continue reading A Time of Innocence
“General, this is deeply humiliating; but I console myself with the thought that the whole country will rejoice at this day’s business.” ~ A Confederate during the Civil War surrender ceremony, 12 April 1865. I admit to being somewhat red-faced to learn - as a West Point graduate and after all these years - that… Continue reading Appomattox Court House
I was in somewhat of a rush to return to Arizona from Virginia when I saw the sign. I’d been gone longer than what I had allotted for the trip. Then again, I had read about this battle on several occasions, ever since I was a kid, and both George Custer and his boss, Phil… Continue reading Washita
Chalk Dust 