The day broke on Wednesday, 30 April, 1975, just like it had every other day for a 10 year old boy living in the Kalayaan Housing Area aboard Subic Bay Naval Station, Republic of the Philippines. Warm and green; comfortable in that we had been there for almost two years, and I had establish my [...]
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Saigon, 1975…
April 30th, 2010
Running with Kings…
June 7th, 2009
I hate running… I would rather heft a 70 pound pack on my back and “ruck” or “hump” 12 miles over hilly terrain than put on t-shirt, running shorts, and “go-fasters” and run 2 miles on a flat course… When I was a young Marine infantryman, I did run, but only because I had to. [...]
So, Here We Are…
December 27th, 2008
I made it! It’s the first step towards the resolution of many issues… Gun Line regulars have followed my journey up to this moment, this defining moment. Now comes the time where, having put my money where my mouth is, it is time to earn a little interest. I am here. More to follow… Much [...]

