Voter Intimidation

Though I promised myself I would not write about this election (what could I possibly add to the fray that is original?) I did not promise I would stay silent on the voting process. I love to vote. It may or may not make a difference but I feel good when casting my vote, and I feel good about the nations we have given this privilege to. We have early voting in Florida so today I voted.

Trumpsters

As soon as Trump came on the scene I vowed not to blog on him and the more writings and television spots I saw about him the more determined I became. The longer this has gone on the more I have realized I have nothing unique to contribute so why bother everyone with the same rhetoric? My change of heart has come because I have realized not voicing my opinions is damaging me physically and

"Where were you when..." A 9/11 Post

Every generation of Americans has an “I remember where I was when….” story. Each individual person’s memory is unique, but collectively, we all seem to remember the same event as a once in a lifetime memory maker. My parents’ generation has the assassination of JFK as their terror, and their parents remember Pearl Harbor. Mine has 9-11. I have a pretty bad memory. Things I remember I

For My Writer Friend Allen Caraway...Who You MUST Read!

I feel your pain my friend- MY DESK: THE TEE:

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