Time Makes Miniatures Of Us All

I remember being a little kid and hugging my Grandma Hubner when her and my grandpa would come over and when they’d leave. She seemed so big to me. Like a giant, for a lady. She was maybe 6′. I remember I could barely get my arms around her. She wasn’t rotund or anything, but […]

Flags of My Father

It didn’t really dawn on me that my dad served in the military till about 7 years ago. I knew he served, but he was in the Army Reserves. For some stupid reason that didn’t register as military. As a kid it seemed more like some weekend camping trips he had attended before I was […]