Tango Uniform

I learned something yesterday...an important lesson. There are very special places where people don't say to one another, "how are you?" Times when you laugh only because that's all you have left. Times when knowing that even the most well lived life just isn't enough comfort. Times when being a "wingman" means being there over that right shoulder, and the only armaments available are prayer. I appologize for all of you who don't understand this posting, but there is one man who does. And I'm sorry I can't write more but I need to go call my dad...

While I'm doing that, maybe you'll revisit this http://buttonwind.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-girls-and-grandfather-or-charlies.html