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May 31st, 2010 by Mike Redding
[SPECIAL NOTE - I wrote this story in August of last year. It started a chain reaction that led all the way to the front lines of Iraq and Afghanistan. I received letters from our soldiers who read it. That interaction turned into something we dreamed up called "The Wave of Gratitude" which involved tens of thousands of people all over the country all at once changing their Facebook and Twitter status bars to say thank you to our troops. If you want to see that genesis, you can click on the Military tab in the menu and keep scrolling back to the very beginning. This article used to sit there. It seemed only right to revisit Rebecca, Carlos and the girls on Memorial Day. God bless our military families.]
How I came to be the journalist picked to write this story is an interesting side bar itself and I will write about that at a later date. I think it’s interesting to note this fact: Four soldiers from North Carolina were killed in action on June 29, 2009. One of those four is becoming the first North Carolina National Guardsmen on record to be buried in Arlington National Cemetery… and only one North Carolina TV station, cable News 14, bothered to show up… and not even one North Carolina Newspaper.
![Rebecca Baldeosingh interviewed for News 14 [photo by Tec. Sgt. Brian Christiansen]](http://stopandsmellthepeople.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/bc1.jpg?w=300 "BC1")
Rebecca Baldeosingh interviewed for News 14 -photo by Tech. Sgt. Brian Christiansen
Chapter 1: ONE LONG DATE
As she talked in her hotel room a few hours after the burial, Rebecca Baldeosingh was flooded with memories of the wonderful times she and Carlos had together… “Mardi Gras!” She blurted out, laughing. “That was the best one of all! If Carlos were here he would tell you!” Then she got a little quiet. Her smile fell and she stared past me and said softly, “He was supposed to come home from Iraq for a family vacation in July. I was really looking forward to that.”
Rebecca grew up in Warren, Ohio, a broken down steel mill town with very little going for it other than the good people who stay and try to make a life of it. Not long after high school, Rebecca’s sister asked her to move to Jacksonville, North Carolina, and see how she liked it.
At a steak house one night in Jacksonville, Rebecca saw Carlos from across the restaurant and asked who he was. The next night Rebecca saw him again and this time he saw her… and that was that. He asked her out. They went on a date. And they never stopped dating. Even through marriage and three kids. Rebecca said, “We just clicked. It was as if we were meant to be. I loved being with him.”
Carlos & Rebecca Baldeosingh
The fact that he was a marine didn’t faze her. Rebecca’s dad is a marine. Her sister is married to a marine. When she saw Carlos for the first time, he was a marine. It’s not by chance “military families” get that nickname. The military is a way of life.
I asked Rebecca why Carlos enlisted in the National Guard after he left the Marines and built a civilian life. “Because he wanted to serve in Iraq,” Rebecca said matter-of-factly, “He never got to go to Iraq as a marine.” It was like an itch he had to scratch. Even though he’d been out for a few years and found a great job managing the security and safety team for Carteret Hospital in Morehead City… Carlos had to go back. Every day on his way to and from work he stared at the National Guard office directly across the street from the hospital. One day after work he made the decision that would become the first link in a sequence of events that ended on June 29, 2009 in Iraq. A day in which he called his wife to talk just hours before he was sent on a fateful mission into Baghdad.
Chapter 2: THE LAST TIME THEY TALKED
Rebecca’s metallic pink cell phone went off like an alarm in the middle of the night on June 29. She sleepily grabbed at it. On the other end of the line it was Carlos. Even with the time difference, he had never called in the middle of the night before. “He sounded different this time. Like he was distracted,” Rebecca said. The two talked about all the normal things… how the girls were doing and about his R&R coming up–Carlos would be home and in Rebecca’s arms in just two weeks. And he desperately missed his little girls. Isabella and Kylie are 5-year-old twins and Emily, the baby, is two. But still he sounds odd to her. Before they hang up Carlos tells her he’s heading out for a mission in Baghdad in a few hours and then he adds that he’s “nervous.” Carlos Baldeosingh is not a man who gets “nervous.” He was a marine. Ask anyone in the
Sgt. Carlos Baldeosingh in Iraq.
military. Ask sailors, or airmen or a soldier in the Army, they’ll tell you flat out that marines are “bad-asses.” This is saying something because each branch of the armed forces makes fun of the others. But when the talk turns to combat, no one jokes about the marines. They’re the toughest of the tough. The bravest of the brave. The first ones in and the last ones out. When a marine feels hinkie about a mission, there’s a reason. And that’s why Rebecca can remember that last conversation word for word, like it happened ten minutes ago.
Not long after Rebecca and Carlos said their “I love yous” and hung up, the Humvee carrying Carlos and three other soldiers from his guard unit was hit by an IED (improvised explosive device) in Baghdad. All four were killed. It was the last day American soldiers would occupy Baghdad. It was June 29th. The day Americans handed back the keys of Baghdad to Iraqi security forces. It was the last day of Carlos Baldeosingh’s life. He was 30 years old.
Chapter 3: REBECCA’S PREMONITION
Carlos got his premonition the day of his death. That’s why he called Rebecca in the middle of the night. Rebecca got her premonition months earlier. It was the day Carlos shipped out. “We hugged for a long time and as he walked away I had this sickening feeling,” she confided, “A voice inside me said ‘this is the last time I will ever see him.’” Naturally she never spoke those words to another soul. Who would? She did what anyone would do in that situation: she shook it off. She figured it was just the crazy thoughts that happen to every military spouse. So she pressed on with her day and her very busy life.
Because you go on. You just do. It’s part of being an Army wife. Beyond the responsibility of raising her three little girls and spending time with her mom and dad across town… Rebecca looks out for other Army families. She helps run the Family Readiness Group (FRG) for Company A, 120th Combined Arms Battalion (that’s her husband’s unit). One of the many goals of the FRG is to help military families cope with the anxieties that inevitably come with deployments. Rebecca was there for anyone who had a need. On this deployment it as Rebecca who felt the anxiety.
The two men in military uniforms walking up her drive on June 30th turned Rebecca’s anxiety into a numb empty feeling every Army wife dreads most.
Chapter 4: “ARE YOU THE WIFE OF SGT. JUAN CARLOS BALDEOSINGH?”
Rebecca felt “crappy” when she woke up on June 30th. She wasn’t sick but just felt out of it. So she didn’t go ahead with plans to take the girls swimming. Rebecca told the girls she didn’t have the energy and they were going to stay home. It was unusual for this reason: Rebecca is a ball of energy. She’s outgoing and funny and the one person you can always count on to be up. But this Tuesday just wasn’t going to be a normal Rebecca type of day.
At 1:30 in the afternoon she saw a car driving very slowly around her cul de sac 30 miles east of Camp Lejeune. It appeared to Rebecca that someone was lost. She knew every car on her street and this was not a “local.” But then the driver parked directly in front of her house. Two military men got out of the car. They started walking up her driveway. Rebecca froze. She started breathing heavily… and under her breath, she cussed in anguish.
Sgt. Carlos Baldeosingh
One of the men tapped on her front door. Rebecca didn’t answer. However, the tapping was simply out of courtesy. The men were staring right at a silent Rebecca through the glass door. They asked, “Are you the wife of Sgt. Juan Carlos Baldeosingh?” Rebecca still didn’t answer. “Ma’am please let us in?” She shook her head no as tears welled up in her eyes and she started to shake. She rationalized in her mind that maybe Carlos is just injured and that’s why they’re here.
Rebecca finally opens the door. But she remembers nothing after that. It’s all a big blank. Even as she tries to recount the details of what was said she keeps correcting herself and then tells me, “I’m sorry. I can’t remember.” She’s not fibbing to get out of this conversation. She’s not that type. But when someone sits you down and tells you your best friend, your lover, your husband and the father of your children was killed yesterday your body and mind sort of go into shock.
Your thoughts race in a hundred directions at once. They must be mistaken. How will I tell the children? I just spoke with him yesterday! What do I do? Who do I call first? The girls will be crushed! How will we survive? Dear God NO!
People will be talking right to you and you might even nod and say “uh-huh” but you can’t hear them. And so it was for Rebecca. She remembers nothing from a conversation she’ll never be able to forget.
Chapter 5: WHISPERING GOODBYE TO DADDY
From June 29 to August 2, Rebecca and her girls Isabella, Kylie and Emily have had no one to say goodbye to… 34 days with no casket to look at… no place to focus their grief.
Getting a soldiers body from Baghdad to the United States is no simple task it seems. But on August 3, the casket carrying Carlos Baldeosingh was finally waiting in Arlington, Virginia. Rebecca was warned: it is a bad idea to have the casket opened for her. She didn’t care. She wants to see her husband regardless of his condition. The casket is opened and she is left alone with her husband.
For two solid hours she talked and laughed and cried. Told him everything she felt. Told him stories about the girls and how proud he would be of them. She yelled at him and cried to him and repeated over and over how he was the love of her life and how she misses him every second of every day.
(Left to right) Kylie, Isabella and Emily meet Mr. Mike –Photo by Tech. Sgt. Brian Christiansen
Then she reached into a bag and pulled out some photos of the girls and placed them on Carlos’ heart. On top of the pictures she placed three letters she wrote for him to take to heaven. And on top of the letters, pictures the girls colored with crayons. Kylie and Isabel, the twins, insisted on it. They wanted their daddy to be proud because they had finally learned to stay in the lines.
Later that night before the wake at Murphy Funeral Home in Arlington, VA, Rebecca brought the girls to see their father’s casket for the first time. She told them that this is where daddy’s body will sleep forever now. The girls leaned in close and lifted the American flag draped over the coffin and softly talked to their daddy. Three little girls whispering, “I love you” one last time.
The girls whisper goodbyes to daddy –Photo by Tech. Sgt. Brian Christiansen
Chapter 6: ON SACRED GROUND
Arlington National Cemetery can be overwhelming on a day when you’re here as a tourist. On August 4th it put chills down the spine of a General in 90-degree heat.
Horse drawn caisson carrying Sgt. Carlos Baldeosingh's remains –Photo by Tech. Sgt. Brian Christiansen
When Major General William Ingram Jr. knelt down if front of a sobbing Rebecca Baldeosingh, It appeared he might not get through this. He was visibly shaken by the sadness of this day.
Arlington is a sacred place to most Americans. 300-thousand white marble tombstones sweeping over the gentle slopes of this one-time farm that overlooks the Potomac River and the mighty National Mall.
When the military bury their dead, it’s done with great dignity and meaning. The riderless horses, the 21-gun-salute, the bugler off in the distance playing the haunting and familiar refrain of Taps. Every detail is powerful, moving and precise.
By 9:15 AM the horse drawn caisson carrying Sgt. Carlos Baldeosingh’s remains made it’s way down York Drive under a canopy of giant oaks and stopped in front of an empty grave. As you look off to the left and right of the flag draped casket you see standing at attention, all around you, thousands of white marble tombstones.
General Ingram places the flag in Rebecca's hands –Photo by Tech. Sgt. Brian Christiansen
It was a dramatic and emotional ceremony. But what happened near the end caught everyone off guard. The General had to give the flag from the casket to Rebecca. As he knelt down in front of her and presented the flag she burst into tears. It became clear to everyone that the general was also struggling with his emotions.
This is where it hit everyone. The General wasn’t going through the motions. This wasn’t just another military function for him to attend. This was a very powerful moment and he knew it. Carlos Baldeosingh died for each of us. He enlisted, he served, he followed orders because he wanted to protect his country. The gift of this flag is the symbol of a grateful nation. So as he handed one to Rebecca and thanked her… and then he handed a second one to 2-year-old Emily Baldeosingh and thanked her for giving up her father… and another to Kylie and another to
General Ingram places the flag in Rebecca
Isabella, even the Marines in the crowd of about 150 family and friends were wiping tears from their eyes.
That evening, many hours after the burial, family and friends were all headed back to their homes around the country. Rebecca and her girls didn’t go home. They went back to Arlington National Cemetery and sat at the foot of daddy’s grave and talked. See, going home won’t feel like it used to for a long time to come. For now, this is home. This sacred ground where daddy will sleep forever.
[SPECIAL NOTE - 11/11/2009 - Want to show your appreciation for our troops, catch the Gratitude Wave. Tuesday, November 24, 2009 at noon EST, change your Facebook status or Tweet words of gratitude for our military men and women and veterans. Read more about our efforts by clicking here!]
Rebecca and her girls... one last goodbye –Photo by Tech. Sgt. Brian Christiansen
January 26th, 2010 by Anna Redding
Just wept when I saw these… so you people at work, better grab some tissue fast! This morning more NC National Guard troops arrived home and in their family’s arms. Today’s homecoming Lincolnton, NC.
- Father and daughter reunited
First hug just hours ago in Lincolnton, NC
NC National Guard soldier embraces his child Tuesday morning
The little things so easily taken for granted like taking a family picture
January 25th, 2010 by Anna Redding
Check out this story by FoxCharlotte, and this one by WSOC capturing the homecoming! Not to spoil the joy here but I searched the Charlotte Observer and WCNC and WBTV websites and couldn’t find stories about this homecoming.
I know WBTV was there. WSOC went live at noon Saturday. WCNC was close enough to walk there and chose not to. Can’t tell you how disappointed I am in my alma mater.
Okay, enough rant. Let’s jump out of the gutter and onto the joy train with some more photos of the homecoming here in Charlotte. Oh! A reminder to SASTP Nation: If you’re having a soldier homecoming in your town, send us some pictures with names, we’ll post them here! Also, if you missed yesterday’s post “When Johnny comes marching home,” check it out! Once again, to #5 (you know who I’m talking about) for the incredible photographs.
Children who haven't hugged daddy in along, long time!
The waiting is the hardest part...
April Blasky starts to mildly freak out as busses pull into view!
Let the hugathon begin!
Cody and Leah Fowler reunited!
When Harris Teeter found out the troops were coming home, they sent cupcakes for the party! 3000 cupcakes!
Enjoy these images today and we’ll make our big SASTP announcement tomorrow! We are bringing a new sponsor on board. You’re gonna like him!
Peace,
MR
January 17th, 2010 by Mike Redding
Welcome Home!
After many months in Iraq, more than a year away from their families, thousands of our NC National Guard soldiers are home. It will take a few weeks to get them all back here but the planes have started arriving. Sunday chartered planes full of our soldiers landed in Savannah, Georgia. Some of the first pictures are coming in… and special thanks to SASTP unpaid employee #5, photographer extraordinaire, Brian Christiansen.
Touchdown!
A Chartered plane carrying NC National Guard soldiers arrives in Savannah, Georgia
The first stop: Soldiers will spend several days in Savannah, Georgia’s Ft. Stewart until they are reunited with their families.
Hard to hide this smile!
Welcome Home Chaplain Tommy Watson!
Chaplain Tommy Watson (left) and Specialist Timothy Gilbert return home.
A sight that will bring tears to our eyes every time: a stream of courageous men and women returning home after sacrificing so much for our country.
Chaplain Tommy Watson
NC National Guard Soldiers on U.S. soil again...
USO Volunteer Angela Hines, arms outstretched, hugs our soldiers home!
USO Volunteer Angela Hines welcomes home a hero
And they just keep coming! What an incredible sight. Soldiers home from war.
This is the line between terror and security
January 15th, 2010 by Anna Redding
The larger groups of our North Carolina soldiers headed home should start hitting the tarmac today! As soon as we have pictures, we will post them. Please keep these men and women and their families in your thoughts and prayers. Some of the very people you’ve come to know right here on Stopandsmellthepeople.com will soon be reunited with their families. People like Cody and Leah Fowler, Chaplain Tommy Watson and his family, April Blasky and her husband Danny will soon be back together in the Tarheel State! Many of the troops’ first stop is Savannah, GA. As you know, honorary unpaid employee #5 is on the ground and snapping shots for us. He’s Brian Christiansen, the talented man who brought us so many memorable shots from Arlington National Cemetery this summer.
Of course, it bears remembering that we’ve also come to know some who will not be coming home, soldiers like Sgt. Carlos Baldeosingh. Our thoughts are with his wife Rebecca and their three daughters. I know many of you would like an update on how she and the girls are doing. We hope to have that for you soon. Check the site for updates throughout the weekend.
Also, on Monday, I have a salacious and tawdry announcement for you! So get excited…. it’s part of a promise, a proclamation, a..uh..can’t think of another word to put here. But, bottom line, you don’t want to miss it.
Also, very much on mind is the plight of the children in Haiti. I am searching for the right way to help. I’ll let you know what I come up with. In the meantime, I feel like I can’t pray enough.
Okay, Crowley is calling! He’s busy trying to walk! Which mean I am busy chasing him down : )
One last thing. Just want to give a shout to our sponsor, Andy Bovender of The Bovender Team. He and his team are a part of the solution and are helping us bring you relief from a cynical world. If you haven’t had the chance to tell Andy what you think of his support of StopandSmellthePeople.com. Just click on his ad on the right site of the page.
Peace from Smellville,
Anna
November 26th, 2009 by Mike Redding
According to data from our website the Gratitude Wave was far less compact this time around. In August GW1 was powerful but very compact, concentrated mostly in the Southeastern United States. GW2 was bigger than GW1 in the Southeastern footprint, but it also saw significant numbers in Texas, California, Washington DC and New York. That’s remarkable for only two waves. On a side note, SASTP is now getting regular traffic from 48 nations around the globe. On a side note to the side note, Russia is in our Top 10. I’m serious. So here’s a shout out to all my comrades in Moskva!
How big the wave got on Facebook and Twitter is not easy to quantify. There were so many different “hashtags” (a device that allows tracking) that I don’t know where to start or stop measuring. On Facebook back in August GW1 lasted about 25 minutes from the first post to the last. GW2 went on for more than an hour. In fact the wave spread out so far and long that there were a smattering of FB posts thanking the troops right through the evening hours.
So it was at least successful in the sense that many more people participated. And you’d probably be surprised at how many people it takes to create a GW.
Unpaid Employees
I’ll start by thanking SASTP staff. And by staff I mean people who give copious amounts of their time to help Anna and I… for free! I call them “Unpaid Employees.” Anna and I are UE1 & 2.
UE3 through 6 are Eric Belongia, Chip Haynes, Brian Christianson and Barbara Mason Van. These people deserve more than I can give them. Of course I give them pretty much squat, so that’s not saying much. And yet they keep helping! Perhaps they have all been sentenced to community service and picked my website as the way to do their time. Whatever the case, I couldn’t do this website or any GW without them.
Media
Media peeps have been very kind to us. The following are my media heroes who selflessly use their influence to promote GW2: Larry Sprinkle and Colleen Odegaard at WCNC-TV. Lindsey Planer and John Hancock of News Talk Radio 11-10. Ainsley Earhart at FOX News. Randy, Marci and John Boy & Billy of “The Big Show.” Jen Byrum and Jim Shafer at AM Carolina on Lite 102.9. Charles Jenkin, Al Gardner and Stacey Simms at Charlotte’s Morning News at News Talk 11-10.
Do you know how many people constantly approach these folks to get stories on air? It touches me that they stopped to help.
SASTP Nation
The readers of this website really take this cause to heart. They hound their family and friends until everyone they know gets on board.
The Reason We Did It
The Troops on the front-lines and all the loved ones left at home worried and wondering. GW1 was a wild idea and it caught on. The idea was if we can get enough people to change their Facebook and Twitter status at the same time, maybe some of our soldiers and some of their family members will feel we still care about them. After Ft. Hood we realized GW2 should take place Thanksgiving week.
To be blunt, all I care about is one person. I care about the one soldier, or that one Army wife who feels forgotten. If because of a Gratitude Wave a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend types out some words of thanks and that one forgotten person reads them and realizes they are not alone, that’s enough for me.
One Last Thing
In my SASTP inbox last night was one unopened e-mail from a woman I have never met. Not sure why I didn’t see it earlier. She asked me to add her thoughts to the wave. As far as I know these are the only words of gratitude which haven’t made it on to Facebook or Twitter of SASTP. Until now.
“Thank you for serving and protecting our country. Be Safe. Be Strong. And remember you are greatly loved and appreciated. Becky Kahle – Virginia”
Have a safe Thanksgiving everyone. As you gather with your loved ones, offer up a prayer for our brothers and sisters standing on that wall so very far from home… MR
November 24th, 2009 by Mike Redding
Anti or Pro war doesn't matter today. What matters is our brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, sons and daughters are standing in the line of fire. Send them your gratitude.
UPDATE #2, 11-24-09 4:50PM: Wow! More later.
UPDATE #1, 11-24-09 11:40AM: The Wave of Gratitude is about to start on Facebook & Twitter. As you can see by the outpouring of comments here at SASTP.com people are hungry to express their deep appreciation for our men and women in uniform, and for their families.
If you need a pick me up or a nice healing hug, start reading through the comments made here. I’m sitting here with tears in my eyes trying to get through them all… MR
If you don’t have Facebook or Twitter you can leave your message to the troops right here. Just click “comments” below this entry and scroll to the very bottom and type away. The floor is yours.
On The Radio Today:
•At 6:40 this morning you can catch me talking about the “Wave of Gratitude” on 102.9 FM’s “AM Carolina” with Jim & Jen.
•At 8:30 this morning I’ll be on “The Big Show” with John Boy and Billy.
If you want to read the story that started the Wave of Gratitude click here.
Let “The Wave” begin… MR
November 23rd, 2009 by Anna Redding
UPDATE 11-24: “Wave of Gratitude” is today at noon. Now is a good time to start reminding your family and friends that at Noon we are all changing our Facebook status’ and Tweeting some simple words of thanks to our military all around the globe… and to the “Silent Rank” (read below).
For those of you who don’t have a Facebook or Twitter account, you’ll be able to make your comments of gratitude to our troops right here. We’ll open up the StopandSmellthePeople.com homepage for your thoughts.
The Silent Rank…
SSG Daniel Blasky with daughter Jackie
“There are many restless nights and lots of tears shed but I would not change it one bit.”
Meet April Blasky. She is a one woman force to be reckoned with, a champion of the ‘silent rank’ made up of all the husbands, wives, children and so many others who are left to carry on when our troops deploy.
She is married to SSG Daniel Blasky, the love of her life, the father of her three children and a U.S. Soldier serving his third deployment in Iraq.
Married some ten years now. April knows a thing or two about sacrifice. “Danny and I have 3 amazing children: Jackie 8, Josiah 4 and Juliana 3. Danny has missed all their birthdays on deployment. He will miss the Holidays and our 10 year anniversary. He misses all kinds events in our lives but my children love their daddy so much,” she says.
SSG Daniel Blasky is currently on his 3rd deployment in Iraq.
“I will not say it’s easy because it’s not.” You have to get used to shouldering the home life on your own, April explains, which can mean acting as a single parent and doing things you never dreamt you were capable of.
So how does she get through three deployments? Simple. April says it’s her mission. It’s the way that she serves our country. The silent rank.
“Its a great honor for me to make sacrifices for my husband to serve our country. It brings me great joy to support him,” she said.
Apparently one mission wasn’t enough for April. She took on another… Continue reading ‘The Silent Rank’
November 20th, 2009 by Mike Redding
GRATITUDE WAVE ALERT: Only four days until the next “Wave of Gratitude.” Noon EST time, Tuesday, November 24. Be part for the wave that washes over our military! All you have to do is at Noon Tuesday change your FaceBook status and send a Tweet with some simple words of thanks to our troops this Holiday season!
I’m way behind and I apologize…
I should have written two amazing stories for this week that I haven’t gotten to yet. They are so worth telling that I’m annoyed with myself right now.
The move has consumed more time than we expected. I’ll carve out time today and this weekend to write these stories for you all.
I need a favor from you, though. I’m concerned the “Wave of Gratitude” is becoming another ho-hum event. I know the media is on it more this time than last, but I can’t tell if we all have spread the word enough. Because that’s what truly matters and makes this work. Can we all go back and re-double our efforts to get our friends and family on board? Don’t let people forget that it’s this coming Tuesday, November 24 at Noon EST,
All people need to do is send a tweet on Twitter or change their FaceBook status to some simple words of gratitude for our military and their families’. It’s such a simple thing to do… and can really impact the morale of the ones who need it most this Holiday season.
So do me this favor. Tell your friends… again. Send them here if they need more details.
Peace to you all in SASTP-Nation!
November 19th, 2009 by Mike Redding
Before I get to today’s disjointed, meandering post I want to send out a big ole reminder: We’re only a few days from the next Gratitude Wave for the troops! For first-time readers, a “Gratitude Wave” is a social media hug from all of us to our military troops and families all over the world.
We pick a time and day and everyone tweets or changes their FaceBook status to say a brief thank you to the troops. The next wave is this coming Tuesday, November 24, 12 Noon EST (7 Pm in Iraq and 8 PM in Afghanistan).
If you want to participate start sending this info to your friends on FB or Twitter and get as many people to join us at Noon EST on Tuesday!
For my Charlotte, NC, peeps I’ll be on Charlotte’s Morning News with Al Gardner and Stacey Simms Monday or Tuesday talking about the Gratitude Wave. Tune in and spread the word! The wave is building…
Now for the meandering, disjointed part… Continue reading ‘What in the heck is going on here?’
