Running down on a way of life our fighting men have fought and died to keep. If you don't love it, leave it.

Read about some squirrelly guy who claims that he just don't believe in fighting, and I wonder how long the rest of us can count on being free.

It's a long way from Graceland across Jordan to the Promised Land, but Jesus finally came to lead him home.

The turn I made was not the one I planned. And I watched my social standing slip away from me, while I watched the bottle slowly take command.

I've got two families.

I wish coke was still cola and a joint was a bad place to be.

In 1960, when I came out of prison as an ex-convict, I had more freedom under parolee supervision than there's available... in America right now.