When I think of Memorial Day …
I think of my dad, specifically his dog tags and the photograph of him in his Air Force uniform. So young, so very young. So handsome and full of possibilities, hopes, dreams and wishes. I can’t...
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since my last blog post. Since last time, satan has reared his ugly head and life has given me a bonified black eye, busted lip, bruised rib, and all around beating. My mom, who I depend on way more...
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