I wrote the following post to my class West Point discussion list a while ago. Tonight was Ah-nulled Schwarzenegger night at the movies. I watched Conan the Barbarian since I hadn't seen it in quite a while. The film about Robert E. Howard's timeless character was filmed in Spain, some 16 years after Clint Eastwood's initial dabbling with… Continue reading “I’m so cold…so cold…”
On active duty in the Army I once tried to use chewing tobacco to stave off hunger. It worked. It wasn’t long before the names Levi Garrett and Beechnut were the titles of a daily staple. Chewing, the act of stuffing the moist, tasteful harvest of a tobacco field into my cheek, became a ritual. The… Continue reading Chew
Mom always had a fixation on correct etiquette, especially at the dinner table. Drove my Dad and me nuts. “Put your napkin in your lap”, she’d admonish. “Drape it over your left knee.” All Dad and I wanted to do was eat. In fact, between mouthfuls, he’d say, “Wilma, let the boy eat!” It wasn’t… Continue reading Napkins at the Table
Knock Knock Knock! I opened my eyes. I knew I wasn't dreaming. Knock knock! I could tell it was light outside. I reached over and picked my phone off the bedside table. 0705. 'Who the hell is knocking on my door at...' Knock Knock Knock! I got out of bed. Knock knock knock knock! 'Geezus',… Continue reading Knock Knock!
I said goodbye to a good friend today. A friend I could always depend on during tough times. A friend who always managed to lighten the heaviest of moods, who shared warmth whenever an end-of-the-world concern furrowed my brow. When times were good and happiness filled the air, she never failed to add a special… Continue reading Goodbye to a Good Friend
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