A doctor in the family


My wife showed me and my daughter a swollen finger that she had gotten pinched in a door. Never one to miss an opportunity to turn any conversation into a conversation about me, I immediately launched into old sports stories. “That looks like MY knuckle when I dislocated it turning a double play…” My daughter, however, had a more compassionate and nurturing approach. She pulled out a little clipboard and toy medical kit (she is in first grade), and began asking questions. “Is your finger swollen?” Yes. Check. “Do you feel OK?” No. Check. “Do you want a band-aid?” Yes.…

Those who serve


Maybe it is because I am in the nation’s capital and rode on the metro today through Arlington National Cemetery. Maybe it is because all day today we talked about veterans and the qualities they possess. I don’t know. But tonight I stumbled upon this now-older video that not only encapsulates what the American troops are, it also brings tears to my eyes every time I see it. I have posted it before, but it has been a while. The men and women who are spoken of are still out there, serving proudly. The spirit described in the words has…



It is cold outside, and I don’t mean chilly. I mean down-to-the-bone cold. Can’t feel your fingers cold. I would complain about it, but we are approaching the sixty-fourth anniversary of the battle at Chosin Reservoir, and it just doesn’t seem right. For those not familiar with Chosin, read this brief excerpt from defense.gov: “On Nov. 27, 1950, the Korean War looked over but for the victory parade. Allied forces had chased the North Korean army for two months from the southern tip of South Korea and sat poised at the Yalu River, the North’s border with China. On that…

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