18 innings! I don’t think I have ever been so happy for a rainstorm. When it rains, my antenna doesn’t pick up Fox very well, so I didn’t watch the World Series last night. If the Cubs were playing, I would be dead this morning. Instead, I checked the score

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A little over 20 years ago, I was running across the windswept desert to take a seat in a dusty helicopter for what would be the first leg in my journey home for the birth of Number 1. It seems like a lifetime ago, and in truth, in my world, it was actually four lifetimes

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Dealing with disappointment is tough. Number 4 didn’t make the cheerleading team and was appropriately heartbroken. No one wants to see their baby hurt. That was tough. I said all of the dad-type stuff: they are missing out, get ’em next time, use this as

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Yesterday was church night, the wife had drop off duty, and I was on pick up for Number 4 and two of her friends. My ears and hearing are a little wrecked from my time in service, but I have heard stories from some of my friends (similar condition) that when their girls hit

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Sometimes, writing these short personal introductions is super easy; we almost always have something going on. Today, not so much, just the normal everyday grind. Although number 4 did make lunch for 2 and 3 last night. The unexpected happiness that created for 3 was really

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