Be It Ever So Humble
The old man answered every persistent question with patience. Then, the conversation took a turn toward the philosophical. It is a well-known fact that 8-year-olds are philosophers.
Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
The old man answered every persistent question with patience. Then, the conversation took a turn toward the philosophical. It is a well-known fact that 8-year-olds are philosophers.
The Central California coast was covered in dense fog that clung to the world like a wet T-shirt. Morro Bay was gray and cold. The bay lies directly between Los Angeles and San Francisco. You’re looking at about 2,300 acres of Pacific tidal flats, marshes, and beaches, one of the few national estuaries in the …
Being a reader oriented writer, Sean once again engages with his audience, answering questions as only he can
In 1787, our founders wrote something radical into the Constitution: every official—civilian, military, executive, judicial—would swear allegiance not to a man, but to an idea. Article VI makes it clear: the oath is to the Constitution. Period.
The Golden Rule is older than you might think. The first reference to The Rule comes from ancient Egypt, roughly 2000 BCE. “Do for one who may do for you, that you may cause him thus to do.”
In 1775 after a revolutionary season of 12 years, one third of the Enlightenment Era, Dissident Protestant British people across four regional cultures (in 13 separate Colonies) took up arms to keep the Rights their ancestors won in the previous century.
Look at your phone. Ads. Turn on a television. Ads. Open a laptop. Ads. Scroll social media to make sure cherished friends and loved ones are still alive and actively posting angry political memes. Ads.
Whereas it is the duty of all Nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey his will, to be grateful for his benefits, and humbly to implore his protection and favor…
As a special treat for today, retired United States Air Force Veteran Kevin White, gives a blow by blow account of his visit to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
I never met my grandpa, but I know enough about him from the rifle he left behind — a .35 Remington that thumps like a mule and feels like it was carved from a block of American stubbornness. He called it a “good bush gun,” and he was right. I
Awakening is the act of beginning to understand something —usually something significant —that leads to a new and better understanding of events. In 1776, Americans awoke to the fact that to stay free and prosper, they must separate their fortunes from England.
The last penny has been minted. The humble American “pence” shall be no more. It’s too expensive to produce. It just doesn’t make sense. No pun implied.
I was raised on porches. I love a good porch. Especially old ones. The haint blue ceilings. The swinging ferns. The skidmarks from when I rode my bike off the porch for a New Year’s Eve party.
What about the headlines you never see? Does anything good ever happen? How come you watch the news and see all the godawful things that happened, but never see anything positive, save for a 45-second wrap-up story about a domesticated pig at a nursing home.
Somewhere back in the bell-bottom era, a few folks decided religion was too “organized,” so they built a new one out of incense, tie-dye, and wishful thinking. They called it the New Age Movement.
She was born in 1821 in the humble town of Winchendon, Massachusetts. She must have been a spirited baby because she was a spirited woman.
When America moved to the city, the hunter stayed behind. Today, roughly 80 percent of Americans live in urban areas.
That migration broke the generational hand-off—the unspoken chain of grandfather to father to child.
Today is Veterans Day. Given that only 6 percent of the people of this nation have ever put on a uniform–including those currently serving–I am not sure many Americans have any idea why Veterans Day is a holiday.
I got to thinking about the ever-growing list of things you can’t do anymore. And I’m not talking about the big things, such as smoking unfiltered Camels in the maternity-ward waiting room. Actually, it’s not a “maternity ward” anymore. It’s the “labor and delivery unit.” “Maternity ward” is a sexist term implying that only women have babies.
When Congress passed the Pittman–Robertson Act of 1947, it did something rare: it trusted ordinary citizens more than bureaucrats. Hunters agreed to tax themselves—an excise on firearms, ammunition, and archery gear—to restore the nation’s wildlife. Every box of shells, every rifle sale, sent dollars straight to state conservation agencies. No congressional earmarks, no political games.