I was made in America. I was born in New York.  I was not born in Africa.  I was not born in China.  I was not born in Iran.  I was not born in Mexico. How come I was not born in Siberia?  I don’t know.  But I’d like to meet the Guy who made the decision ... Continue reading →


The Trident is a symbol for three things.  No I am not talking about the Trinity, not today.  Do good things come in threes?  Wonder what else comes in threes?? How do we survive without threes? How do we just survive?  How do we make something out of ... Continue reading →