The third floor of the Waldorf school building is a small auditorium. There is a stage on the east end of the hall, and the floor is a wide expanse of Continue Reading
What it Takes to Bridge the Civ-Mil Divide
Last night, our friend, Rob, hosted a Christmas party at his home. We've known him for at least twenty years, and he has a get together every holiday Continue Reading
Thanksgiving at the Edge of Loneliness
"All the lonely peopleWhere do they all come from?All the lonely peopleWhere do they all belong?" — from "Eleanor Rigby" by the Beatles Three of us Continue Reading
When Pride Met the Clippers
I got a haircut today. In a way, getting a trim is kind of pointless for me. There isn’t much hair left to cut. However, the little bit of hair still Continue Reading
What the Children’s Shelf Knows
I recently finished reading The Heaven & Earth Grocery Store by James McBride. It's a fascinating novel set in a small Pennsylvania town in 1936. Continue Reading
We Choose Our Monsters at the Racine Zoo
It was just after sunset when we got to the Racine Zoo on Friday. There was a Halloween light display that Asher wanted to see. It was getting cold. Continue Reading
After Military Service, the Grief No One Sees
I visited a guy from Dryhootch yesterday. His name is Levi, and he works at Dryhootch, a veterans’ organization headquartered in southeastern Continue Reading
A Morning When Courage Wore Yellow Capes
Karin and I went to Pulaski Park at 9:00 a.m. The sun was shining, and the weather was already warm. We strolled to the tiny greenspace from Brady Continue Reading
Where Flags Are Graffiti and Entropy Wins
Around the Waldorf school on Brady Street, there is always some graffiti scribbled on buildings and signs. In the bathrooms of certain coffee shops, Continue Reading
Five Seconds on a Bridge
There is a pedestrian bridge that crosses over Lincoln Memorial Drive in Milwaukee. It connects Brady Street to Veteran’s Park on Lake Michigan. Two Continue Reading
Who Will Hold Me When I Die
Yesterday morning I dropped off my grandson, Asher, at the Waldorf school. It made no sense to drive all the way back home since I needed to pick him Continue Reading
The Oath That Outranks Any Order
I recently read an article on Military.com titled "4 Out of 5 US Troops Surveyed Understand the Duty to Disobey Illegal Orders." In the essay, the Continue Reading