This winter was tough on our family. The Chicago area is known for heavy clouds and bitterly cold temperatures – combined with lower-than-average snowfall, this winter felt particularly difficult to endure. When we found out where the Army is sending us next before Christmas (the earliest we’ve ever found out!), it was hard not to
Despite Journalism 101 instructing me to always write the headline last, the title of this post was the first thing to fill the blank page this morning. Obviously – I had the chorus of The Final Countdown by Europe on loop in my head and because I’m married to someone who grew up a Detroit Pistons during
I always get the biggest kick out of musicians who embark on a months, sometimes years, long retirement tour, only to announce a comeback tour shortly after. Well – call me Garth Brooks (please don’t) because as soon as I hit publish on my previous post, I suddenly felt the need to write. So I
A sample of my DNA is currently in custody of the US Postal Service so it remains to be seen how much, if any, Irish ancestry I have. I’ve always been a fan of the Irish goodbye, so I wouldn’t be surprised if my Eurocentric blood has at least a hint of Irish nestled between
I’m not sure it is because I’m getting older (seriously – how am I within arms reach of 40?) or because we’re emerging from a pandemic-induced stretch of time where we languished in a pool of boredem and exhaustion, but time has been moving at excessive speed. Our son has less than six years left