Word Well

My husband went to our son's Halloween party at school a couple weeks ago. Among the ghosts and star wars characters, a little boy caught his eye. He was wearing a suit jacket and a button that said "Future President." And he happened to be black.

We've broken the most powerful color barrier there is. We did it without riots or violence or legal wrangling. Black children have someone to look up to that looks like them. That is something to celebrate. It's not the end of the race discussion, but it's a whole new chapter. Go America for telling the world we are a true democracy where anything is still possible.

I'll try not to go on and on about the marathon, but I think any runner can appreciate this video....

hehehe. I did it. I ran the Marine Corps. It was exciting...and painful. When's the next one?

I just finished watching Band of Brothers for the third time. The last time I watched it Terry was mid way through his tour in Iraq. I usually avoided war movies then, but I couldn't turn of Band of Brothers. This week was the same.

I think you take away something different each time you watch a movie like this. Last time I was, of course, focused on the horrors of war. The segments in Bastogne would become points of reference for a real tour that was about to end back then. This time I was struck by how these men, heroes, led ordinary lives after the war. They became postal workers and glass makers, cab drivers and well, career soldiers. How many people did they encounter in their lives that had no idea who they were standing next to? I think about that when I see a vet wearing his old black and yellow hat. I look at them, and wonder... Sometimes I thank them. You know what's sad? They're always surprised to hear it.

Asher (4)- Gabe, are you allergic to girls?

Gabe (10) - No.

Asher - But when you kiss them you can get sick.

Gabe - [Confused] I know. [Eager] But I’ve never kissed a girl.

Asher -Yes you have. You kissed mommy.