A picture and a wish

The man in this picture is my mama’s daddy. The boy beside him called him Pappaw.

The boy grew up to be me.

The man didn’t have much longer to live, which brings me to my wish. 

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What does it mean to be American?

During today’s Fourth of July festivities, I am stuck at home with the police scanner because everyone else is out of town.
I can’t venture outside of the scanner’s range, but I’ve had a lot of time to think.
I’ve spent most of the day watching “America: The Story of Us” on the History Channel so I thought about some of the things being an American actually means to me. Continue reading →

World Warrior: D-Day veteran recalls role in historic mission

Walter Nichols sat in a straight-backed chair with his back to the sun, looking at a handwritten, framed letter which lay in his hands. Continue reading →