July is a great time of year, it has always been, for me.   There’s a nostalgia about the seasons, for many centering around Holidays, family get-togethers, another story arc in the chain from years past, to present – “Hey, remember that time when Uncle Jimmy shorted the power out on the entire block when he tried connecting the Christmas lights to Aunt Jenny’s “Funny” back massager charger?  Yeah, that was awesome!  I hope Aunt Jenny catches the ginger bread house on fire again!” 

My grandfather used to have a study.  More like a converted bedroom/study.  My grandparents were born in the early 20th Century, my grandfather a WWII vet, the “Greatest Generation”.  In so, very old school, traditional, he used to warn about the “laying on of hands”, his way of saying “shake my hand but don't hug me.”  He was born in Columbia, Tennessee, not far from Nashville.  My father was born i

Live Strong, Act Bold, Be Brave!” – The Ultimate Warrior.

“Bing, Bang, Boom!  Smack, Splat, Thwack, Crack!  Crumple, Crackle, Thwackle, Thud!”

“Zing, Zang, Boing, Bounce, Splash, Ding, Brack!”

Wait for it.  Wait for it.  Wait for it.  Wait or it.  Wait for it!  Wait for it!!  Wait for it!!!  Wait for it!!!!  NOW!!  Everyone gets burned alive.

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