My Father Smirked and Told the Wedding Guests

in this room and one full colonel will answer to tasking she signs.”

He let that sit there.

The full colonel was the groom’s uncle, Ted Barlow, who had spent cocktail hour talking too loudly about command and “real field leadership” while glancing at me as if I’d wandered in from a clerical pool in 1987.

Ted’s wife stopped chewing.

Ted stared at the General,continue reading …