all things are forgotten
by humankind
by time
by design
except for the memories
of war
of abuse
of pain
of suffering
for they are our own
they made us who we are
maybe not who we thought
we wanted to be
and what of the other memories
of joy
of love
of peace
et cetera
they cast light on the shadows
in life with hope for the life
to come
just like the knowledge of God
cannot be listed as a memory
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I dreamed of writing during my teenage and college years, but my plans were put on hold in 1965 when I entered the Army. Somehow, a four year enlistment into the Army Security Agency turned into a career! While serving in the Army, my writing skills were honed in assignment after fascinating assignment, e.g., language analyst, basic training drill sergeant, small unit tactics (Cavalry) instructor, Pershing operations sergeant, to name a few. I served as a Vietnamese, Cambodian, and German linguist with tours in Vietnam, Thailand, and Germany. Over twenty years later, I retired from the military and continued to write full time for industry and the private sector.
I have returned to the passion of my youth to write the thoughts of my heart in excellent poetry and fiction. (See the Short Bio page for more backstory.)
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