Of history, warfare, leadership, and alcohol
I've put this off for a while now. It's as if putting it into words means that it's all real. Which I guess it is. On April 12 - Easter Sunday - my father died. Even now, a month on, that sentence makes little sense to me. Trying to write a remembrance for your father's …
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So it's Monday afternoon, and I've set some time aside to write. And as is usual when I do this, the words have decided to hide themselves beneath my keys and they refuse to come out. Classic case of writer's block. So this is my attempt to coax the words out, to try to charm …
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