Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
It was a crowded airport. I was between layovers. I sat at the airport bar.
The man beside me was nursing a cold beverage. I ordered a beverage, too, but I realized I had forgotten my wallet. It was in my checked bag. I had been fiscally castrated. I was penniless.
The waitress brought me ice water.
A father’s duty is to prepare his children to be productive members of society – receiving little or no recognition for doing so – knowing that true greatness is achieved through one’s ancestors.
My Mom’s ancestors were all 100 percent German. Dad used to joke about her, “You can always tell a German, but you can’t tell them much.” It fit her to a tee.