Mene, Mene, Tekel Upharsin
By Charlie Johnston Several years ago, while chatting in the cool of the evening, my son (who was then a police officer) told me he was glad he was the one who had to carry guns for his work instead of me. Startled, I asked him why. “Everybody thinks you’re such a nice, friendly guy,” […]
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