Grendel’s Kitchen

After a lovely ritual of baby oiling and dunking, filled with priestly exhortations to sinful family members about the duties of parents and the responsibilities of all those who come in contact with these pure little impressionable beings, I am certain that we’ll keep the ever-present demons at bay for a time. And if not, there’s always the rite of exorcism (which the wharf-side priest actually mentioned).Megan is beautiful and sweet-natured, even when spitting up; Annapolis is lively and so pretty, even when filled with sailors, spitting up. I felt right at home among my ilk — family & sailors (I love the water, I’m terribly claustrophobic in my present land-locked home). I caught family grief, though, for my souvenir: just because I flew down in a tie-dyed “Save us, Al” t-shirt doesn’t mean I can’t sport the Navy blues. So you think I should have gotten one that says: “I served the USMC for two years and all I got was this crummy honorable discharge” ?the VA likes to distribute these SS #s to the public themselves, so I thought I’d better toe the line and block mine