While in the Air Force, assigned to John Hay Air Station, Philippines, I oversaw a huge tree planting project. Everyone was asked to join in, and I encouraged my engineering section to do their part saying, “There is no more unselfish act than planting a tree.” No, I’m not a “tree hugger” (environmental activist), but […]

With all that’s happening in this country there is a temptation to lash out. It wouldn’t be hard to find objects of my wrath; they are all over the news. If I didn’t love them, I could vent my anger and tell them they are all going to hell, but that would hurt me more

My eye Doctor called me at home on Monday, instead of our scheduled office visit. They hadn’t fully opened after the pandemic and were only seeing urgent patients. It was supposed to be a routine follow-up and I am sure he didn’t expect any problems. When I told him I was seeing what looked like

I read the response from a dear friend’s daughter to the killing of a black man by a white Policeman with disappointment. She said she wished someone hadn’t led her to believe this (US) was such a great country. She said in many ways it is worse than the third world country she came from.

I remember dreading getting shots as a kid. There was something wrong about someone sticking a needle in me and telling me to be brave. Sometimes they would say it won’t hurt, but it did. As I got older, I wanted to act like a big boy in front of the nurse and that made