My Friend, Senior

One of my best friends, Senior, has ventured forth in the world of the written word. He has a new blog, aptly titled, Senior's Mess. He is a retired Senior Chief from our great United States Navy. He's also, if I haven't as yet mentioned, a very close personal friend.

Senior is a blessed man in that he's the husband of the lovely and sweet, Glock Mom, and the father of two wonderful little boys. As a matter of fact I tried to bring the boys home this afternoon. They're seven and six and I love them a whole bunch...

I'm sure many of you know we have a group of like minded individuals; a support group made of many of our close friends. We're a rather large group. Whatever this old world throws our way we have each others backs, or six, as we said in the military. Another friend within this group is our good friend, Duke.  We were all gathered today to support another friend, Poor ShooterSteve. He took on a beautiful woman in marriage...even when we warned him. Rambling here...let me cut this short.

Go visit my friends new blog, please. He's a nice guy, and he packs a gun. Be warned.

Now, you have four of us.