War lesson #1 (of 2) for my sons: Ground convictions in proper research

The winds have been kinda weird this past week. Blowing beautifully one morning, then disappearing altogether the next. Leaving the air dead still, and me sweltering in this island nation's unrelenting year-round humidity. In a way, it mirrors the world we now live in; news constantly swinging between good and bad, true and false, hope … Continue reading War lesson #1 (of 2) for my sons: Ground convictions in proper research