I had a friend who slung his boots over a power line on the road leading out of north Camp Pendleton. He tied the laces together and threw them about 50 times before they caught, and they hung there alongside dozens of other sets of boots, desert boots and jungle boots, boots that had been […]
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The Thing About Love
“To love, to be hurt often, and to love again – this is the brave and happy life.” — J.E. Buckrose Like an outage, where the power blinks off, only to return a moment later, Valentine’s Day arrived yesterday, then disappeared. Here, then Poof! Hasta la vista. See you next year. I’m pretty sure a lot […]