Some names you should remember:
Stacy’s the producer/writer of this story. Dick’s the photographer, employing XDCam, GoPro, Canon Powershot, and an iPhone. 299 more words
There’s a scene at the Lincoln Memorial in the movie Forrest Gump. It’s the one where Forrest and Jenny run through the reflecting pool to embrace. 190 more words
My dad was in the Navy, as was his dad before him. At enlistment age I was college bound, but Dad asked if I’d at least consider Navy ROTC. 881 more words
The first time I visited Washington, DC, was in 1993. It was an unexpected visit: I was in Maryland on business, and a schedule change left me with a free day. 548 more words
I wanted to be there for my sons like my dad was for me. But I couldn’t, not fully, because of the divorce.
That’s the real horror of my divorce. 642 more words