Here’s envelope of a letter (dated Dec 29, 1941) that my father wrote to his girlfriend, who would later become my mother. My father was in training at the US Army Signal School in NJ. The letter is addressed to Fleischer Studios, where they met. Fleischer made Betty Boop and Popeye cartoons.

GEORGIA DEMOCRATS — today’s the last day to vote in the PUBLIC SERVICE COMMISSION race. TAKE BACK YOUR POWER! VOTE VOTE VOTE!!!

GEORGIANS!!! Early voting for the Public Service Commission (PSC) is ongoing, through Oct 31, general election Nov 4. The five commissioners of the PSC set the rates you pay for electricity!

We VOTED today!!! Early voting for local races and two commissioners on the Public Service Commission (PSC). VOTE VOTE VOTE — it’s your super power!!!

There’s nothing like a new cordless mouse to brighten my writing life! (The old mouse was getting sooooo flaky!)

GEORGIANS — PLEASE VOTE IN THE PUBLIC SERVICE COMMISSION ELECTION!!!

June 6, 1944 — D-Day (my late father saved the newspaper)

OK, if you know me, you know I’m a history nerd. So I found this very interesting article from the Atlanta newspaper, Feb 25, 1942. I tend to think that blackout drills only happened overseas during WWII. But a blackout drill happened here close to where I live now in the Atlanta area.

How often does someone get a chance to read a parent’s intimate and emotional thoughts when that person was a young adult? My son is transcribing over 200 letters written by my father (and a few by my mother) from 1941-44.

In research for a WWII novel I’m writing I found this little V- Mail letter written by my father to his mother. He is mostly asking his mother to buy some gifts for his girlfriend’s birthday back home (my mother eventually). I didn’t know V-Mail letters were so tiny!

Well, this my first time trying out a Pocky cookie stick. Delicious.

Here's a little video my son made to promote my book: The Writing on the Walls: Discovering Medieval and Ancient Graffiti for Middle School Social Studies (Unfortunately out of print, but I own the copyright, and I'm looking for a new publisher!)

Mystery of the old boundary marker. What does it mean?

These are Native Australian objects my father brought home during WWII. I’m trying to find a home for them.