My Second Week at Home

“We have always held to the hope, the belief, the conviction, that there is a better life, a better world, beyond the horizon.” Franklin D. Roosevelt Social Distancing continues after a week back in the office. Does anyone have a method for breathing through a mask that does not include fogging your glasses?  I came … Continue reading My Second Week at Home

“Essential” and in the Office

  We, collectively, are in strange times.  I work for an organization in the Department of Defense.   What we do, in a nutshell, is match forces to capabilities required either overseas or here in the United States.  These days, the focus is on medical units and personnel that can be spared from military clinical practice … Continue reading “Essential” and in the Office

My First Week of Social Distancing is in the Books

I am confident that you will agree with me when I say this is all very odd. COVID-19 has altered our reality and our sense of community.  Spring is arriving on time in Virginia, but nothing is as it has been in the past. Last week I posted a list of the things that I … Continue reading My First Week of Social Distancing is in the Books

2019 was a Challenge, I am looking Forward to 2020

I was looking at my blog this morning, thinking it was time to dust off my brain and get back to writing. 2019 was a challenging year, personally and professionally.  I had to confront, head-on, some old demons, deal with a minor medical issue and adjust to a promotion at work for which I did … Continue reading 2019 was a Challenge, I am looking Forward to 2020

Family Genealogy: Anthony Cooke and the Photo of BFD Ladder 10

When it came to me, it was a copy.  It was probably a copy of a copy.  At some point, my maternal great-uncle, Edward O'Connell, sat down and drafted several pages of notes on the Cooke, Boyle, O'Connell, and Kelly families. I am not sure what his motivation for doing this may have been.  When … Continue reading Family Genealogy: Anthony Cooke and the Photo of BFD Ladder 10

Scrabble, The “JANITOR” Tale

On those occasions when I find myself in the company of Jeanne by the Herb River, Scrabble games often break out.  The board appears on the screen of her iPad, and the tiles are doled out in the flash of a byte.  I must admit that I miss the sensation of retrieving seven wooden tiles … Continue reading Scrabble, The “JANITOR” Tale