Happy Father's Day- I Have Returned!

Faithful readers, I have returned from the US Army Air Assault Course.

Now, since I’ve been gone, apparently Zarqawi got wacked, In local Virginia politics, James Webb, author of one of my favorite books: Born Fighting How the Scots-Irish Shaped America won the Democratic nomination against sitting Senator George Allen, plus -Taliban have been getting offed at ridiculous proportions.

So I pretty much missed all of the good stuff. A major turning point in Iraq and success looming in Afghanistan. It just goes to show you that when you take a break from the blog, the world keeps on turning without you.

So how was Air Assault School? It was a smoker of a course. I’ll have more to write about it later, when I’m not dead tired and otherwise occupied. The main point of this post is to say: happy father’s day.

My father instilled a sense of perseverance form a very young age: some would classify this as “stubbornness,” or “hard-headedness,” but it has served me well throughout my life. The most recent example of this emerged this week during the Air Assault course. Several times during the course, I questioned the reasons I was there –but there was a central, almost primordial mental block that would not allow me to give up or quit. Because of the way I was raised, I was set up for success later in life.

I know this is a very anecdotal scrap of evidence, but it came to light in a very obvious way this week. Father’s Day is the one day of the year where we can step back and reflect on a great source of inspiration in our lives. Learning to be your own man is a long and complicated road, but the father figure in your life is a significant guidepost along that path. So happy Father’s Day!

I’m glad to be back, folks.