I was raised in a military family. My dad was a general, with two tours in Vietnam. His dad was also a general, cutting his teeth as one of the youngest battalion commanders of World War II, at the age of 26. I went to West Point. Joined the Infantry, trained as a Ranger, volunteered for the Airborne, jumped out of perfectly good airplanes for a living. All real man kind of stuff. I thought being a real man meant being tough. Being of few words. Doing dangerous things.

And then my wife got pregnant.

Since my argument was well-researched, reasonable, and came from an energy field that was completely aligned with my feelings of self-worth and confidence, getting final approval on my commission package was the easiest step of the journey. It took about three months of elapsed time, hours and hours of preparation and rehearsal, clear-mindedness, and enormous persistence to pull off getting the pay package I wanted and deserved.

Photo by: Alfonso Romero
Thank you so much to everyone who submitted articles for this month’s edition of the OGD Blog Carnival.
With Father’s Day just around the corner, these articles will be a great treat for many dads out there looking for tips and advice on how to be a better dad in a world turning green.
I am amazed by the explosive growth in this blog carnival in just our second edition.  Last month we had 4 published articles; this month we have 16 featured articles.
Several articles stuck out to me …