It's been a busy day. I was up very early to do some work before everyone else got up. Got the usual dogs walk in before settling down with the laptop. After I finished up and was ready to head out, I had some extra wrangling to do with our four-year old, to get her …
Month: November 2018
A Dad’s Log: Tales from the Tub Room
Another go at getting back to regular blog posts, regular sharing of the myriad thoughts that flow through my mind. I'm like lots of folks I'm sure; lots checking in, checking out of my brain throughout the day. Writing helps to slow down the flow, to recap, to get a rope on that herd thundering …
“This is America”
MOTHER OF EXILES. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. "Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, …