I’m 69. I’m a late bloomer. Actually, a lot of my fellow boomers are late bloomers. The generation we knew was the greatest took a while to find itself. Before you begin to wonder why I’m boring you with my story, let me begin by telling you this little sagaContinue Reading
By the time I reached seventh grade, and Hereford Jr.-Sr. High School, I had lost my swagger. I had always been the guy who made the girls laugh, but now I was just another fish in a big pond, and it took me a while to figure things out. ItContinue Reading
“The very word ‘secrecy’ is repugnant in a free and open society; and we are as a people inherently and historically opposed to secret societies . . . . Even today, there is little value in ensuring the survival of our nation if our traditions do not survive with it.Continue Reading