Remember when we were children and we had our indoor voice and outdoor voice ? I do. Mom and the teachers didn’t call it that exactly, think that was an invention of terms from sesame street, but the concept was… Continue reading

I was remembering Halloween from my own youth. When we were little children we had those costumes from the five and ten cent store. The one piece suit with the plastic mask. We were thrilled with them. When we got… Continue reading

I was reading some facebook posts and there were several about the guards at the tomb of the unknowns. The vast majority were supportive and sending prayers and well wishes to those that perform that noble task. There were a few however that I… Continue reading

We can use all our modern technology to predict the course of the storm. We can anticipate the strength and tidal surges. Preparations made and it is time to hunker down. The news people have whipped the population into a frenzy. The feeling of… Continue reading

A man of considerable note and obvious affection passed away a few days ago. Living across from the funeral home I notice the mourners coming and going. This man had a lot of mourners. Maybe the largest crowd I have… Continue reading

The question of marriage equality is on the Maryland ballot. As you would expect it is a topic of hot debate. I grow weary of hearing about it. Setting aside moral and religious issues, and doing an examination of the implications of this measure,… Continue reading

While at work yesterday another old memory was dredged up. It is one of those things that you can look back upon and laugh. Pretty funny stuff. The innocence of youth often creates those moments. I am quite sure Mom… Continue reading

I woke up yesterday morning a bit earlier than normal. As usual I checked into Facebook. Then I began writing my blog posting. If you read it you already know I wrote about the meaning of life. Pretty heavy subject… Continue reading

Now here is a tough question. What is the meaning of life ? People have been trying to answer that one for a while. The fact of the matter is, it is different for every one of us, although I… Continue reading

Finding the line. The line between justly proud and being a braggart. That fine line between being a contributor or being the hero. It is an invisible line and a line of emotion. Some go forward blissfully unaware of that line… Continue reading