A library is a sacred place to me To be in the midst of so much knowledge inspires me; the serene setting and familiar smell of books comfort me 

My mother first introduced me to the public library…

On June 23, 1967, fifty-one years ago today, my father was among the agents who protected President Lyndon Johnson at the Glassboro Summit– bearing witness to yet another notable historical event
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Shortly after the Six-Day War in the Middle…

Check out the following article which was written by the USSS Communications Office for Father’s Day:

Press release from US Secret Service

Every year, around Father’s Day, my garden bursts with a kaleidoscope of flowering daylilies Some are solid; some are variegated Some have ruffled fans, green throats, patterned dips, soft violet eyes—terminology my father used when describing them…

In a chapter entitled “Dark Days: 1968,” my father describes the tumultuous events of 1968 The year which would be one of the deadliest of the Vietnam war began with the bloody Tet Offensive in January On…

My father hung this framed photograph of General Crumm and him in his office, displayed alongside the portraits of presidents and other dignitaries It had been taken just months before General Crumm was killed in the Vietnam…

During WWII, eighteen-year-old Rufus Wayne Youngblood painted the words, “PEGGY ‘THE GEORGIA PEACH’,” under his B-17’s waist gun window After all, she embodied the reason he was fighting He explained in a letter to her, “I want to…