I should start off by apologizing for that title. It sounded funnier in my head…Anyway, I wanted to take a moment to quickly recap the CAN/AM meet from last weekend. As I discussed in the previous post, there were two goals for the meet:1. Earn a se…
Early tomorrow morning Gizzy and I will head to the airport to cram aboard a quick flight to Buffalo, NY. From there we’ll join my swim coach Brian for a road trip across the border into Canada, on our way to Toronto. We’re headed for the…
A friend recently sent me this article:
http://www.nytimes.com/2015/02/22/sunday-review/please-dont-thank-me-for-my-service.html?_r=0
and asked for my reaction. My response is below…
I have heard similar sentiments from other veterans. While I under…
I died on September 7th, 2011. Or, at least a part of me did. OR maybe it was a version of me, but in a substantial way my life was forever changed.
September 7th was the last day I would ever see the world I live in. It was the last day I would run…
12/21/13
The rhythm of swishing windshield wipers lulled me into a sleep like state in the back of a black car headed into DC. As Gizzy slept in the seat next to me, I allowed my mind to drift off.
The driver of the vehicle, a Muslim immigrant from Pa…
Early tomorrow morning Gizzy and I will head to the airport to cram aboard a quick flight to Buffalo, NY. From there we’ll join my swim coach Brian for a road trip across the border into Canada, on our way to Toronto. We’re headed for the…
A friend recently sent me this article:
http://www.nytimes.com/2015/02/22/sunday-review/please-dont-thank-me-for-my-service.html?_r=0
and asked for my reaction. My response is below…
I have heard similar sentiments from other veterans. While I under…
I died on September 7th, 2011. Or, at least a part of me did. OR maybe it was a version of me, but in a substantial way my life was forever changed.
September 7th was the last day I would ever see the world I live in. It was the last day I would run…
05/13/14
I moved to Baltimore two years ago this month to begin a new life. After losing my vision, and deciding to leave the military, it was in a small apartment in the Federal Hill area on the west side of Baltimore harbor that I was released into …
11/13/13
The beaver awoke with a start as a little drop of water struck his little black nose. He opened his eyes, and his brow furrowed as he noticed a small water spot on his meticulously crafted mud roof. He sat up in his bed and let out a deep gr…
12/25/13
Last year I received a poem from my sister, which sits alone atop the list of my most memorable Christmas gifts! I meant to post it last year, but I forgot until around mid-January, and by then it seemed out of place to post it. I’ve w…
12/21/13
The rhythm of swishing windshield wipers lulled me into a sleep like state in the back of a black car headed into DC. As Gizzy slept in the seat next to me, I allowed my mind to drift off.
The driver of the vehicle, a Muslim immigrant from Pa…
10/30/13
On Friday November 1st, 2013 a small crowd gathered in Memorial Hall, located in the heart of Bancroft Hall at the US Naval Academy in Annapolis, MD. The crowd consisted of about one hundred of my closest friends and family, including my moth…
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