D.C. or Bust

Whenever I am trying to describe to someone the feeling that a moment creates in my mind I think back to any one of the events in my lifetime that have carved such a deep memory that it can be recalled instantly. That is what inauguration day has become for me. This year however I […]

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Twelves Years Ago

Twelves years ago tomorrow I was standing in the bitter cold just off center of the Washington Monument witnessing my first presidential inauguration. I vowed that day that I would return every four years. Somehow I looked it as a new piece of my American identity. And try as I did this year, first finding […]

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