tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-295643722011-04-22T03:52:27.692ZMilitaryDadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09446019966028099893noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29564372.post-1150172403865057492006-06-13T03:09:00.000Z2006-06-13T04:38:05.346Z

Someone told me once, that I would have an easier life if I learned from other people's mistakes as if they were my own. I took this advice and ran with it. Learning from other people's mistakes can be a bit tricky. In one area I lived, the locals told me not to eat the fish from the bay. When asked why, most replied "I, uh, dunno. I guess my daddy always told me not to eat it." When the Fish and

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I remember as a young boy growing up near several military installations, going to the different shows. I remember seeing the battleship, the air shows, and standing in awe of the tanks. I had my favorites: the hovercraft, the F-117, the Abrams tank, and all helicopters. They are all huge machines, back then they were unbelievably enormous.My family was not a military family. My father showed up

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