My next project was going to be a sci-fi story about trees (now on temporary hold), however, after careful consideration, I decided to compile all the personal WWII veteran’s stories shared with me over a 15-year period.

While these memoirs exist on my website, I’d like to present them in book form for their families, friends and other interested readers. I know “my boys” (as I lovingly called them), would be thrilled.

The book’s main focus will regard combat engineers in the ETO (my dad was one). Along with the individual histories, will be vignettes about the second world war in Europe, tying everything together.

I’m excited and can’t wait to get started.

We’ve been composting for several years. This includes grass clippings, food scraps, coffee grounds, paper, etc. In return, the plants in my yard benefit from the recycling process. Composting is a great way to recycle the organic waste we generate at home. Food scraps and garden waste combined make up more than 28 percent of what households throw away. Composting at home allows us to divert some of that waste from landfills and turn it into something practical for our yards.

Unfortunately, I’ve being hearing this too often. A doctor determines a prescribed medication or treatment for a patient, only to be turned down by the insurance company. A surgeon schedules a cancer patient for tumor removal on Tuesday. However, on Monday, the doctor is told that the surgery cannot take place, and the needed operation is put on hold. So, WTH is going on and who exactly is in charge of your health? Your doctor or a board of civilians who only have one priority: their profit margin. Does it scare you? It should.

As many of you know have heard by now, Brian Wilson, the musical genius of Beach Boys fame, passed away earlier this week. Rest in peace.

Growing up, I’ve always appreciated Brian, his songs and his voice. I remember getting my first Beach Boys album, courtesy of a very kind neighbor in Detroit. One of the songs that always stood out – God Only Knows – the lyrics, the melody and those soaring, spiritual harmonies. Goosebump material. Hearing it again this morning evokes the same feelings, except now, it’s even more intense.

It appears that I’m not alone in my assessment, for hearing numerous interviews with fans and artists, it seems that many feel this is THE PERFECT SONG! I know I will never tire of hearing it. I’m including it on my desert island. Bring on the Coronas and lime…

Today is the day when you just have to say, NO! No, to the sale of acres of our national pride. A half million there. 2.5 million here…And if you turn your head for a single moment, public lands could disappear in the blink of an eye, and that’s what several senators and members of congress are hoping will happen. And once they are sold, folks, they are gone FOREVER!! Slip in a few obscure paragraphs in the gargantuan spending and tax bill, that’s already been passed by the House, that’s on its way to the Senate and the next thing you know…

You see, public land sales are introduced as PORK or pork-bellying. Let me introduce you to the concept if you’re not already familiar with it…