I woke up at 2:34 AM (yes, I looked at the clock). Someone was shouting. What was it? A party? I couldn’t tell at first. I gradually recognized the cadence of some kind of cheer, a la ‘Hip hip hooray,’ or some other inane B.S. Then I heard British accents. (Maybe their football team had …
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Welcome
I'm a columnist and blogger for Military Spouse magazine. I'm a Navy husband, a dad, and an aspiring novelist.
This is my personal blog. If it sounds too quiet around here, it's probably because I have no energy for writing because I'm engaged in that all-consuming endeavor called Parenting. I'll post when I have something to say, or when I find a stray bit of creative energy, or when Sean heads off to school.
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