Category Archives: honor

Keeping my balance

Pride and humility have been two elements that have had a tenuous a tug-of-war battle of sorts in my life. Strangely enough, they have experienced difficulty with their co-existence, much to my dismay. In my life I have had a heavy servings of pride, but not unlike a child with a mandate to eat hisContinue reading “Keeping my balance”

My corporal punishment was unconditional love

I grew up in the latter half of the 1970’s and the early 1980’s, where corporal punishment was the rule of thumb. My parents scoffed at the concept of sparing the rod, breaking the rod was probably more in line with their philosophy. In retrospect I am grateful that the rod was not withheld andContinue reading “My corporal punishment was unconditional love”

Mandates should never go out of style – A gift from my Dad

Nowadays it seems that madness is the norm, rather than the exception. My  Grandmother had a saying that she relayed to my Dad when he was a child and in turn he relayed it to me and my siblings. “It starts at home and spreads abroad.” This was often the opening to one of hisContinue reading “Mandates should never go out of style – A gift from my Dad”

Momma: Reflections from your son on your Birthday.

As a grown man, I can look back with clarity on years that have elapsed and for the life of me, I am at a loss as to what thought process was running through my head as a child. Many people reflect back on their respective childhoods with recollections of the difficulties that they burdenedContinue reading “Momma: Reflections from your son on your Birthday.”

My take on advancing the Dream – An ode to my Grandmother and the other Giants

I have always been entranced by the narrative of history ever since my father mandated that reading the family collection of World Book encyclopedias was to be my sole form of entertainment. Initially, I equated it with cruel and unusual punishment before I realized the power that came with the comprehension and respect of history.Continue reading “My take on advancing the Dream – An ode to my Grandmother and the other Giants”

Sammy the candidate hits the Talk Show circuit…

He rounded the corner and after going through the motions of acknowledging what seemed to be an adoring crowd; he turned and headed towards the couch, pausing to shake the hand of the host before taking a seat and for a brief moment he was taken aback by the look of unfiltered loathing on theContinue reading “Sammy the candidate hits the Talk Show circuit…”