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Alisa. 37. New Hampshire. Married for almost three years to this wonderful, funny, smart guy. Previously married. Went through in-vitro fertilization to have my five year old magical son Keegan. Stepmother to the charming Isabelle (6). Gushingly in love with our baby boy Harper(1). Policy Wonk and dreaded bureaucrat. Lover of fine cuisine, honeybees, truly romantic moments and the underdog.
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Curried Beef Short Ribs

Note: I found this was more realistically four servings.

Finishing this dish with lime zest and juice brightens its rich flavors.

Yield 6 servings (serving size: about 3 ounces ribs, 2/3 cup rice, and about 2 1/2 tablespoons sauce)

2 teaspoons canola oil
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There Goes My Hero

Today was Veterans Day which was originally Armistice Day that ended World War I. It was signed at the eleventh hour on the eleventh day of the eleventh month. President Eisenhower turned into to Veterans Day to honor everyone who has served. I know this because that is how my dad started his speech today. I did not realize that he was the main speaker until we got there. So in a gazebo in the old part of his town in front of boy scouts, girl scouts, VFW, American Legion, people in Civil War garb, firefighters, police, junior ROTC and veterans of all ages my dad gave a truly wonderful speech. He covered the origins of Veterans Day, talked about what it means to be a veteran, told a story about his visit to Romania in 1995 to give a speech at their war college, moved into how now more than ever we need to all stand together to support the new administration and ended with the last five lines of "The Road Less Traveled." People not only clapped after, they hooted. And when he came over to see my mom, Keegan, Harper and I, they stopped him and thanked him for his speech. One visibly choked up person told my dad that he had truly inspired him. The whole ceremony was great with the high school choral group singing a patriotic medley, and the color guard, and the three gun salute, and three high school band trumpeters scattered through out the crowd to play taps. There was a whole bunch of saluting and handshaking at the end. As aware of being a military brat as I am sometimes I forget that my father served. And it is only in other people's introductions of him am I reminded that he was decorated for bravery in Vietnam and to this day there are still people who credit him with saving their lives.

Halfway through my dad's speech one of the junior air force ROTC kids fainted. I guess he had his knees locked and he went down like a bag of potatoes. There were fire fighters and EMTs right there so they went over and worked on him. His feet were moving but they didn't have him stand up. My dad paused but then kept going. He said he didn't want the kid to feel worse by having even more attention drawn to him. And without missing a beat another ROTC kid appeared and took the other kid's spot standing like a statue. So very military.

The whole thing was taped for local cable access so we are hoping to get a copy to show the rest of the family who could not be there. I am really glad we got to mark this day. And extra glad I had Keegan and Harper with me.

go out and tell the story.
let it echo far and wide.
make them hear you.
make them hear you.

how that justice was our battle and how justice was denied.
make them hear you.
make them hear you.

and say to those who blame us
for the way we chose to fight
that sometimes there are battles
which are more than black or white.

and i could not put down my sword
when justice was my right.
make them hear you.
make them hear you.

my path may lead to heaven or hell
and god will say what's best
but one thing he will never say
is that i went quietly to my rest.

go out and tell our story
to your daughters and your sons.
make them hear you.
make them hear you.

proclaim it from your pulpit.
in your classroom with your pen
teach every child to raise his voice
and then, my brothers, then

will justice be demanded
by ten million righteous men.
make them hear you.
when they hear you
i'll be near you again.

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