When his service ended, my father originally wanted to retire in the area of Cape Cod. However, he had emphysema and his doctor told him he should move to a more dry area. He picked Arizona. While the house, my family's first permanent residence, was being built, we stayed in an apartment on one of… Continue reading 7th Street
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There’s Something Wrong with My Neck
When I first heard, saw, or read, "MAGA", my thoughts immediately went elsewhere, outside of the political realm, where the word, "maga", was not an acronym, where it was half of the duo, "Krav Maga". The term is derived from the Hebrew words "krav", meaning combat, and "maga", meaning contact. Krav Maga is a gift… Continue reading There’s Something Wrong with My Neck
Forty Four Once More
When I found myself in a position that I was selling my firearms to make ends meet some years ago, a friend said, "Look at them as an investment and now you're getting your return." A fair assessment. Oddly, I found that the one I missed the most was the handgun that I shot the… Continue reading Forty Four Once More
