The Stench of Weakness

My high school drinking buddy, the one who used to stand naked on the bench to put his socks and Air Force Academy cap on first when he got dressed after showering in the football team locker room, put himself in front of a train at 11:57 PM on a lonely South Carolina February evening,Continue reading “The Stench of Weakness”

New Village Now

Old friends are great to have. People with whom you can pick up with right where you left off. I’ve been around for 32 years. I meet people everywhere and I try to make a real connection with all of them. Occasionally, time doesn’t allow you to build any rapport. Sometimes personalities clash right offContinue reading “New Village Now”

Just laugh, asshole.

In my conversations with the boys, particularly the enlisted Marines, I remember the importance of humor. My instincts, when I was being pummeled by the big green weenie, told me to bitch my to peers, my dad (a former Marine) or, at the time, my ex-wife. I’ve been asking the guys to describe the biggestContinue reading “Just laugh, asshole.”