I can remember when Democrats believed that it was the duty of America to fight for freedom over tyranny.

I can remember that little thrill - that little shiver of excitement - when the Opry audience would encore a person because that person had touched them so.

I truly believe that at times like this, silence is not golden. It is yellow.

A Marine knows that pride is the bedrock upon which he will lay the foundation of his life, and on that foundation he will build the structure by which the worth of his existence and the measure of his accomplishments will be judged.

I wish we lived in the day where you could challenge a person to a duel.

Will someone please explain to me the logic that says we can trust someone with a Boeing 747 in bad weather, but not with a Glock 9mm?

Cover this confirmation process with prayer. When they make it harder for us to pray, we just pray harder.