If you live in America, you might have noticed the month of May as being a month with a lot going on. So it is with me. The snow wars are long over, the grounds keeping is in full swing, family gatherings, shows and fairs and more. You probably get the meaning.
Every male in my immediate family as far back as memory and record provide was in the military, my own service was a distinguished career in defense, although that doesn’t make me a veteran in the military lexicon.
There would be no veterans without soldiers, there would be no soldiers without wars, there would be no Veterans Day or sadly, Memorial Day.
Every son is born a warrior according to a long and storied legacy. Warriors fight to end wars, not start them. Those who start wars are not warriors, they are tyrants.
My youngest brother (a soldier) died from a self-inflicted gunshot wound the day after New Years Day the year S&UP went live here in Substack. We walked a lot of hard miles together, shared the “shallow grave policy” and he’s where he wants to be. Combat doesn’t just happen on the battlefield. There are no noncombatants in the field of life.
But all life is sacred, friend and foe alike.
Every project has an impetus, now you know this one.
S&UP goes on, the music continues and the project flexes and groans. This is a placeholder while new ideas are incubating.
Meanwhile, it’s worth revisiting the past from time to time. To get where we’re going we have to know where we’re at and where we’ve been. Read slowly and deliberately, it’s meant to share tools.
Fear forward.
Here’s a bit of happiness.