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My father’s changing perception

My father was a part of the greatest generation. He served in the United States Navy. His father also served in the Navy during both WW1 and WW2 and I am sure that was a great influence on my dad’s decision to enter the United States Naval Academy in June 1938. When my father entered at the age of 17 he already knew he was graduating in 3 ½ years. The training at the Naval…

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Knowing a first, recognizing a last

Fifteen years ago on Father’s Day, Gary and I were spending our Sunday morning putting in some hostas. Pretty unusual for us as we are faithful church-goers but we had sent the other eight kids off to church with some friends and were digging holes. We knew that if we didn’t get those purchased plants in that morning it was likely they would never get put in because we also knew we were having a…

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Time vs. Energy

Sometimes we take life too seriously. I am sure you are serious about the amount of time or lack there of you are feeling in your daily life. In fiction, time travel stories abound but we know that that is not our true story. We can’t turn back the clock…get back the time or reuse if for another purpose. Time always seems in short supply but I wonder if we’d really use it that well…

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What do you want?

I am one of 12 children. I remember when I was in high school my mom just got plain fed up with all that we were demanding of her so she made a sign. She attached her hand-made sign to a dowel and whenever we approached she raised the sign. The sign had three lines written on it: I want I need Buy me All 3 lines were crossed out. This was my Mom’s declaration…

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More than a number

81044 9 1931 159 58 21409 Xxxx-xxxx.7890 These numbers all have meaning for me in one way or another. Also, my smart-watch says: I’m on a 14-day move streak, I’ve stood for 3 hours, and my current heartbeat is 65 beats per minute. Numbers give meaning to our Present every day life, and help us remember our past. I can remember the number of days in the hospital. I can remember the number the number…

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Our Voices

When I was in junior high, I sang in a church choir. I wouldn’t say I had a great voice but Fr. Gaffney always did say I had chutzpah! During my years at the Naval Academy that singing chutzpah translated into a walk on audition to land the lead role as Golde in Fiddler on the Roof my senior year. I think it was more chutzpah then singing for my solo ability that got me…

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