the perspective of a military family . . . the narcissism of a blog
You never know when the call to serve will come, or what you may be asked to do, but you must be prepared to step up. Today was that day. There I was . . . Halfway through a short walk between the sandwich shop and the NEX to buy a battery were several pots [...]
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Other people go to the military chapel. My wife and four year old daughter beat the crap out of each other on the Wii. We all come from different traditions. My daughter won. Poor Mommy, down for the count.
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After the dragon boat fiasco it was nice to return to something a little less frantic like bowling with the military spouse association. Our team is the Kingpins. If there is one thing consistent about military life, bowling is it. You may not find it in the books but at some point in America’s military history it was [...]
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Sniff. It seems like only yesterday that our daughter was small enough to sit on the end of a Howitzer aboard the USS Kearsarge. [Photo taken only three years ago.]
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