. . . It’s STILL A Work In Progress

I just can’t wait any longer. I have been slaving away, writing this book for oh–about ten years, TEN YEARS! (At least now the book is a three book series – but is that justification for how long this is taking? no!) These past few months I have been frantically trying to meet my publisher’s…

That was then, this is now…

7 July 1976. Forty years ago. It was the year of the bicentennial of the United States. A flotilla of tall ships paraded in New York City harbor. And I entered West Point for Beast, probably the most psychologically and physically grueling voluntary seven week of my life. But I and the other 1500 new cadets…

The facts of life

When our son was a toddler, he had Chris, a Cabbage Patch doll, which managed to survive three decades of moving with the military. The doll has an androgynous physique and  a gender-neutral name. Our granddaughters insist that Chris is a girl, so rather than his original coveralls, Chris now has a flower in her hair…

Gathering, with class

If not now, when? As years have passed since college graduation, I’ve envied classes that meet on a regular basis. My graduating class does a decent job showing up for momentous occasions. We had a good turnout for our reunion last fall; and when our West Point classmate, Dick McEvoy, was buried at Arlington National…