Dad exercised the right he fought for to express his opinions. When I was younger he would write rambling letters to newspapers and politicians. When talk radio was introduced dad could not have been happier. Everyday he listened and everyday he called (the local station had to make a rule you could only call once a day mainly for my dad). Sometimes the things he said made sense only to him but he loved making them known. Dad believed in the right of citizens to have their opinions heard.  That dad’s opinions were sometimes mixed up harkened back to the price he paid to help protect the right of others to make their opinions known. Dad would start talking about one subject then when he wanted to go on to something else he would simply announce with his common connective “…that’s another thing…” 

This is just a blog about different stuff. Each one identified as “…that’s another thing.”