Adolf Hitler’s True Legacy

Words mean things. That statement may not be too surprising coming from a writer and editor in recovery. Among the great unwashed—who’s collective IQ continues a steady decline, especially in reading comprehension—it seems that words mean one thing today and another tomorrow. More spe
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Prairie Doggin’ on the Northern Plains

It’s not perfectly flat, but you can see for miles. The Northern Plains is the result of a once inland sea. Eons of heavy soil deposits, remains of pre-historic dinosaurs, decayed vegetation have come together to produce a fertile grassland pockmarked with some foothills. Waterways ha
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Lovin’ the Quiet

Side Note: It’s now been nearly two weeks since my hip replacement surgery, and I have not felt this good in almost two years. Virtually no pain; all I need to do now is regain some strength and stamina. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers! Silencers…suppressors…whatever…are o
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Back Under the Knife

All of my life I’ve had to put up with pain. When you are my size and operate like a bull in a China shop, nicks, cuts, abrasions and pulled muscles just go with the territory. I used to think I was pretty tough. Pain was something to ignore—kind of like Patrick Swayze said in “Roadho
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Decision: Failure

Note: Although I normally blog on guns and hunting, since this is my website and my blog, I reserve the right to “go off the reservation” when it suits me. Today I am discussing what I believe is a profound cusp of what we once called the United States of America. Indulge me or delete
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Back in the Radio Saddle

They say what goes around, comes around. If that be the case, I had a Yogi Bera, “Déjà vu all over again” moment yesterday. I sort of got my start in this outdoor writing business with a radio show on a little 10,000-watt station in Fresno, California, in the mid-’90s. When the statio
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Not Now Honey, I Have a Headache

Well it’s been about a month since I have written a blog, and amazingly the din of the hordes hanging on my every word has been excruciatingly silent. Fact is, there has been a din of the horde—but the horde is of gnats and their incessant stinging. Here’s a recent example: I received
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San Berdoo and the 2A

I guess it is only natural after a horrific event like the Islamic terror attack in San Bernardino last week that people gather in their enclaves and prattle back and forth over every nuance they can imagine about the event. While I am no psychiatrist—or even pretend to be—I’m sure th
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Huntin’ Blues

An acquaintance of mine has been grousing about his hunting “luck” recently on Facebook. By luck I mean his lack of success. There is luck involved in hunting. My first whitetail was a 135-inch buck that stumbled into an Alabama green field one afternoon as I sat in an elevated stand
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Get a Grip II: Support

Last week I sort of got into the weeds on properly gripping a handgun. When I realized my bloviating had swelled to more than 1,100 words I sort of cut it off at the primary hand. Today I’ll look at the support hand more thoroughly. As we saw last week, the purpose of gripping a handg
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