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Editor’s note — This is the third of a multiple-part series as the author relives a little childhood trauma.

Growing up after the war, I remember my family belonged to a health care organization called Group Health. It was a cooperative with members, and members elected the board of directors. For annual physicals we went to the Group Health offices in Washington, D.C., but if we were sick, oftentimes the doctor would come to our house.

I have always relied upon my cousin Dane.

Editor’s note — This is the first of a multiple-part series as the author relives some of his childhood trauma.

I’ve never known much about music.

The “culture wars” is an expansive twenty-first century phenomenon encompassing a variety of issues that have been absorbed into the dogma of America’s political parties. In the sacred arena of our democracy, this partisan deterioration is manifest in a reality where political party loyalty is deemed more important than solving the countless social, economic and security challenges facing our country.

Editor’s note — This is the first of a multiple part series as the author relives some of his childhood trauma.

Editor’s note — This article was written 12 hours before Yevgeny Prigozhin sent his troops up the M4 highway from the southern Russian city of Rostov-on-Don towards Moscow. Since then, Prigozhin turned his forces around, in his words, to “de-escalate” the situation. He has ostensibly been given safe harbor in Belarus in exchange for a pardon and amnesty for his Wagner troops. Nevertheless, the entire episode is problematic for Vladimir Putin and his military. I’m leaving the original article intact since it is mostly still relevant; yet, at the end of the column I have addressed what I think the aftermath consequences might be. It’s been said that violent acts, whether local, national or international, will inevitably have adverse consequences.

I spent the week visiting my parents at their retirement home “up north,” and so I got to see them and my mother’s outside pet, Stubby, the red squirrel.

Editor’s note: This article is definitive proof that my crack staff here at Shoe: Untied will never run out of material. The world is a bottomless pit of content, man.