Army Life

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dad and jay

On September 11th, 2010, nine years to the day from the tragic, cowardly attacks on our country, I found myself boarding a crowded bus that would take me from my home in Muskegon, Michigan to my National Guard company’s mobilization station at Fort McCoy, Wisconsin.  I had boarded busses similar to that run-down Bluebird many […]

Wheels (April, 2007)


At 38 years old, I am nearing the most troublesome and frightening stage of my life. Middle age doesn’t bother me; I like to think I grow better with age, like a fine wine or a classic muscle car. No, the thing that turns my blood to ice and loosens my bowels (I like to […]