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And so it begins… Snowmageddon 2019, the Storm of the Century is upon us here in the PACNORWEST!

Major League Baseball has announced a change in nomenclature. Traditional words are now verboten, as it is believed that I am too much of a snowflake to handle the traditional verbiage. 

The DAV (Disabled American Veterans) was there for me when I needed them. My Grandfather had been a life member of the DAV, and it was they who showed up to his funeral to deliver the 21 gun salute to a Veteran who had passed on. My experience in making my original claim was completely positive and I was deeply impressed with my VSO’s (Veteran’s service Officer) knowledge and ability to navigate the system.

As I sat in the main meeting hall at the Chapter 5 DAV on Saturday my thoughts traveled back over the years. The DAV was a “no brainer” for me, but what about the other Veterans Service Organizations? As a ‘younger” Veteran myself, why was it that I was not at all interested in participating or being a part of these worthy organizations? and why do they continue to struggle to attract younger Veterans today?

I have some ideas about it…


Whither California?

15252554_10211469045111916_230177607446553015_oYesterday as we wrapped up Thanksgiving weekend, I was channeling my Dad and doing the most My Dad thing I could think of, we bundled up two of the kids and we headed up to the mountains. Most of you know that I was raised in Colorado and Utah. While I am and will always be a sailor and have a love for the ocean that rivals that of any human relationship I have, there is something still special about the mountains in my heart.

Especially during the winter. I love the snow. The muted quiet and the cold. It brings back so many wonderful memories of times and places and people. And it makes new ones with my son and my wife and my new family.

California is such a beautiful State. I have travelled to forty-seven of the fifty, lacking only Maine, New Hampshire and Vermont (don’t worry, plans are under consideration). In no other State is there the beauty and diversity of activity that there is here. In just a couple of hours I can go from the top of the Sierra’s to the shores of the Pacific. In a few more I can go from the Redwoods to Malibu.

There is every sport imaginable, every leisure activity anyone could ever want.

And over the past few days, I have spoken with at least three different people who are leaving the State. Read the rest of this entry

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