[judyvillecco]

Welcome shortdawg! I'm brewing up a fresh pot. Just got through pouring out a real bitter pot from this afternoon. I drank too much of it and almost made me sick. Sounds like your following in your Dad's footsteps too. They don't make hero's the way they used to. My Dad hated bullies...guess he taught me to feel the same. he was always for the underdog. he was a featherweight and died of his war illnesses with no compensation and refused to ask for VA help. Always made it on his own. his Indian name was Lone Wolf. He took that name several years right before he died and cried through the whole ceremony with me my sister and daughter and grandson. he said it was time to start talking about things. Some people don't like heros like him because they can't measure up...you know what I mean so they put people like him down. He was man enough to cry. That made him big in my eyes. he could also admit he was wrong. I tend to have an affinity for my own shoe leather at times but like him can admit it if I bite off too much. He chose his battles better than me, I tend to jump in the fire and get the heck beat out of me but then i guess he did too at first because he had scars to prove it.