The Monsoon Season

A letter to my Dad from his Brother Reed (aka Uncle Charlie). Bill Those other pictures and these were humped around the DMZ of South Vietnam during the monsoon season of 1967 and 1968. They got a little damp, but got me through. Family is important. May they help get you through your ‘monsoon season’. […]

The Lost Badge Of Innocence

My family’s Appalachian experience is a composite of Catholic and Protestant steel foundry workers, circuit riders, train flagmen, coal miners and barons, lawyers, teachers, car salesmen, card sharks, and housewives. We are descendants of early American settlers, farmers, merchants, Revolutionary and Civil and Spanish-American War soldiers. We brokered steel, commanded Navy vessels, prosecuted rural crime, […]

The Cuckoo Bird

Americans are all cuckoos because we make our homes in the nests of other birds. Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes My people came to America in a very long and winding way from the Avesnes region of France. But it goes back further than the ancestors my Grandmother marked down in the family tree (who I’ll […]

On Purple Heart Day, We Thank Those Who Serve And Sacrifice Themselves

Bill Those other pictures and these were humped around the DMZ of South Vietnam during the monsoon season of 1967 and 1968. They got a little damp, but got me through. Family is important. May they help get you through your ‘monsoon season’. See you in November. Uncle Charlie, 9/23/93 You can read my memories […]