Confessions of a Progressively Irrelevant Teacher

When you are kid, you often feel like you are living in your parents' shadow. At least that is how I felt, growing up in a small town ...

June 6, 1944. D-Day. A fateful day. The weather was bad in France that day, or so they say. The phases of the moon, the rise and fall ...

Burns Foster My dad always called him Fuzz.  He never explained why. It wasn't until years later when Fuzz and his wife Kay came for...

 For my dad, on D-Day My dad, George Hartford On D-Day 70 years ago my dad was 21 years old, just a little older than his grandson...