RaisingDad

  A Christmas Clinton by Jim Duchene mrjimduchene@gmail.com Hillary Clinton sat alone in her study contemplating the upcoming 2024 presidential election.       Biden had a successful four years, she thought, but surely he realized it was not in the best interest of the Democratic Party for him to run for a second term, and if he didn’t run that created an opportunity. The opportunity to run again. That would be good for her, but, more importantly, that would be good for America.      “God bless us every one,” she said out loud, liking the idea of it.      Oh, sure, by the look of things she might end up running against Trump again, but she liked the idea of that, too. Fate seemed to be offering her a second chance to prove what she had known all these years, that she had been cheated in 2016.      The doors to her study burst open and there stood a ghostly Bill Cl...

  as featured in Desert Exposure Magazine RaisingDad by Jim and Henry Duchene A Frisky Four "What was he thinking?"   ...one...     Back when I was a kid, my parents bought me a very expensive gift for Christmas. It must have cost them a pretty penny and, trust me, a pretty penny was a lot of money in those days. Ugly pennies, not so much. Being in the lower single digits age-wise, I played more with the box than the gift that came inside.      The following Christmas, not knowing they were talking about me, I overheard my father tell my mother, "Why not give him another box and buy something for ourselves instead?” ...two…   Somehow, my brother remembers those holidays like this: "Remember when Santa brought me a bike? It was an expensive, top of the line Schwinn and must have cost mom and dad a month's salary. All he left you was an air pump, two tire tubes, and a dollar. When you asked dad why, he  told you, 'If your br...