Tuesday Evening


Well this turned out to be one gut punch of a day.  I was passed over for someone (two someones actually) younger than me.   You could so color my butt “gone” if I wasn’t tied to here as I currently am.  My butt would be on a plane and ditty bopping itself with a couple packed “MO” A-3 bags back overseas and away from this personal hell called the V.A.

Younger than me.  Wow!  Just friggen Wow!

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