I watched the President’s Memorial Day speech today, and though I sincerely like the man, I’ve got to call him out. As one born in the 60′s, I first became aware of the global community of humanity at the peak of the Civil Rights movement, in the thick of the Vietnam War. I was a Navy brat in CoaCoa Beach, Florida living on Patrick Air Force base the first time I was ever befriended by teenagers who were not members of my family. I was always a kid who rode my bike many streets farther than my parents ever knew, and often [Read more...]