If silence had a name, it was probably stuck in the open mouths of a thousand stunned spectators inside a...
Another year is over. Almost. Seems like 2012 just sped by in a blur. Suddenly we want to play catch-up. We have not done enough, perhaps, and now want to do more. We see where we goofed and itch to do damage control. A little more thought could have helped. It is too late.
Your mantra for the week: “I show my love of country by obeying its laws.”