Bob’s Banter by Robert Clements

So there I was, on a noble mission—to buy a loaf of bread. Simple, humble, unassuming bread. I marched confidently […]

Thank God for the retaliatory strikes. Because if they hadn’t happened, I’m quite sure we would’ve seen war break out—not

Was speaking last evening to a man whose wife is an army officer, posted somewhere near the treacherous snow-dusted stretches