via GIPHY Recently, a television jingle got stuck in my head. It’s from a PBS kid’s show I used to watch in the 1970s. My brain’s recesses are imprinted with hazy flashes of the program’s ethnically diverse cast of pre-teens dressed in matching striped shirts and bell bottoms, singing the opening sequence’s jazzy theme song….
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On Pause: How DoD Stop Movement Order Is Affecting Families
In many ways, military families are just like civilians during the coronavirus pandemic. We’re all — military and civilians alike — holed up in our homes, suffering through virtual schooling, whining kids, surreal food shopping experiences, and fears about our financial futures. But few civilians know that many military families’ stressors have been magnified by…
Pondering Pandemonium
Written one week ago … By the time you read this, what I’ve written will be a mere time capsule — a frozen moment in our ever-changing sociological and physiological status. Columns are supposed to be timely, but with a new chronicle being made in hourly increments since the coronavirus outbreak, this week’s musing is…
The Naked Truth About Modesty
What’s the true sign that spring has sprung? No, it’s not the crocuses, the bunnies, or the pussy willows. I know spring is here, because I just shaved my knees. You might be thinking, “Well, that’s an inappropriate way to start a column.” Stick with me – you’ll soon realize that news of my recent…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets