It’s Memorial Day, and I can’t help but think about a man I never met. My Great Uncle Harry Jefferson.
Of course, he wasn’t always titled “uncle.” Long before that, he was Private First Class Harry Jefferson, United States Marine Corps. His brother William was my grandfather, also a Marine, as was their other brother James. The Marine Corps ran in that side of the family.
He, however, was the only one who never made it home. Continue reading “I Never Met Him”
One of my rules for this blog is to not get political. In my day job, I have ample opportunities to do that, and I’m sure I can find a venue for anything they don’t want but I feel the need to say.
However, politics directly impacts the times, and right now, times are tense.
For the last week or so, I’ve been pondering the way our nation is heading, and it scares the crap out of me.
We’ve had riots regularly since the inauguration, and there’s been plenty of violence directed at people who share opinions pretty similar to mine. Further, this violence was directed at people who are often far less public than I am about those views. Continue reading “Tense Times”