Patrick Henry, “Give Me Liberty or Give Me Death!”
March 23, 1775; Richmond, VA.

These were some things I never finished/ didn’t want to send in to the PTA Reflections Contest.

Better part of me: pt.5.

Saipul Jamil Masih Deg-degan Setiap Lewat Tol Cipularang.

How one life changed many others.

We travelled on a Fun Tours bus to go gambling at a casino in Harrington, DE, but on our way back to Norfolk, VA, we had to temporarily abort our trip as we approached the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel, because of a storm had arisen with lightning and high winds.

She touches my lips
as smoothly as a silken doll
Kissing her again and again
breathing her exuberance in
She’s too dear to me
too dear, I must admit
She is no ordinary glam.

For three years in a roll my family went camping at a small campground called, "Camp Lazy-B" located not far from Virginia Beach. Located on the edge of a Fresh-water bay that connected with the Chesapeake Bay, it was a great place to camp that offered many Adventures to a young boy like me.

This poem captures the things that I love in life. It’s the love of my wife, I, and nature.

An article about the storm that devastated six states and how can we help?