As I stated yesterday, we planned to begin our journey to Michigan with a stopover at the cabin. When the cabin flooded, family members were concerned that it would change our plans to head up there for Christmas, but we knew that we wanted/needed to be there. All D’s siblings were going to be there as well as my family. Even D’s great grandma was joining the family for Christmas this year. It just isn’t something that happens that often. We had carefully coordinated to make sure that there was at least one day when everyone would be together. Yes,…
Marine Corps Nomads Posts
Instead of heading straight up to Michigan for Christmas, we stopped by the cabin. We needed to check in on the progress (or lack thereof as it turned out) of the work, and it was a better starting point for the trip. Munchkin didn’t know it, but Daddy and I thought it would be fun to surprise her by celebrating Christmas at the cabin. Since we were giving her a Kindle and a keyboard case for her tablet for Christmas, we thought it would be nice to give them to her for the trip rather than wait until we celebrated…
The Oldest Enemy by Michael J. Webb
Posted in Reviews
Book Description: David Lighthouse was once a hard-hitting investigative reporter for the Denver Post—back before he was accused of the brutal murder of his fiancé and his life unraveled. Now, six years later, he is the assistant pastor of a small church in Florida. Armed with faith, sobriety, and a resurrected sense of purpose, he’s putting together a new life. But when one of his young parishioners is murdered, David’s old instincts reemerge. Once again the prime suspect, he fights to clear his name even as disturbing clues at the crime scene reveal a haunting connection not only to his…
Merry Christmas, My Friend
Posted in Holidays, and Military Life
As has become my tradition, I once again post this Merry Christmas, My Friend on Christmas Eve. Merry Christmas, My Friend By James M. Schmidt, a Marine Lance Corporal stationed in Washington, D.C., in 1986 Twas the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, In a one bedroom house made of plaster & stone. I had come down the chimney, with presents to give and to see just who in this home did live As I looked all about, a strange sight I did see,no tinsel, no presents, not even a tree.No stocking by the fire, just boots filled with…




