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I still strive to include my faith in all that I do, especially my writing. When I’m not writing, I am a husband, father to 3 girls, and a civil engineer.

Some folk march to the sound of a different drummer, I skip to the sound of a separate symphony. I'm comfortable in a tie. However, I have left behind the comfortable clothes and atmosphere that has become my world and stepped into another phase.

A Year Without Wearing a Tie has begun.

Where do we go from here

It has been a very long time since I wrote anything other than something for work. Odd for me, definitely different. As I review my old writings I've re-read some of the notes I used as posts while still in Afghanistan. I started from the bottom up so to re-post them now would be odd because a simple scroll down to the second or third posts back would see the same things, but I had some odd connected thoughts. I also stumbled across one I didn't blog, or don't think I blogged because I didn't note when I blogged it. It was a post about the Battle of Bunker Hill but it was symbolic of a stand that I was about to make--and did. It may or may not have cost me what it could but it certainly came at a cost. Or maybe it was a benefit. No « Continue »

A Year without Posting

I knew that something was wrong. Something was missing. Something wasn’t right. I tried to fix it, and failed. I decided I’d try again in a few days, when things slowed down. They haven’t, I didn’t. Finally in frustration I asked for help. The response I got wasn’t helpful at all. I tried to follow […]

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Repatriation

Occasionally on social media I have seen people who rail about how people are quick to mention Miley’s latest panty-free night on the town or Hilary’s claim that her tumor told her to run for President or even that the most popular current Republican found a way to cut taxes for his best friend’s company […]

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A Really Big Cup of Tea

In a recent conversation with a friend I was asked the question of what I think about the Republican Party attempting to take out the Tea Party. Then later I watched a short video of a Doctor Who/Rocky Horror Picture Show Parody. What do these things have in common with the description of how the […]

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Seventeen Years of Daily Pain

It may have been there all along. Festering like a half-eaten Twinkie in an open wrapper dropped behind the counter on the way out the door for a month-long vacation. But the last month-long vacation I had was in 1996. When it all really started. For years I hated it. So badly I wouldn’t wish […]

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