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Coffee Day 2020
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Batman Day 2020
Happy Batman Day 2020
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Wiping Away Tears
September 11, 2001, nineteen years later, I still remember. I remember we were all stunned, I remember we all hurting, I remember we were all Americans. For the few days after, it wasn’t Republicans or Democrat, it wasn’t Left or Right. That year, we didn’t care about a divisive election less than a year before. We cared for the people in Pennsylvania, New York, and Washington who lost loved ones. We cared for the babies who’s Daddy’s and Mommy’s weren’t coming home. We cared for each other. I pray we never face that kind of pain as a nation again. Yet I do pray we respond that way again. The…
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From A Rifle To A Wrench
Two vowels, one consonant, that’s what you have when you abbreviate the United States of America. The USA has always been a country of hard work and action. Labor Day is designed as a celebration of those every day men and women who work to provide for their family, care for their neighbors, and support their country. They consistently, whether first, second, or third shift, arrive to tackle any obstacle before them. Hard work not only helped build a nation, but to teach generations the importance of each day. It can be easy to overlook how vital our jobs are. Yet, from the man we buy our coffee from, to…
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July 25
July 25, on this day kings were crowned, royals were wed, Mozart completed his symphony, and cities were founded. Of course I didn’t know all of that until I looked it up, but I did know some very important things that happened July 25,2009. On that day, we stood together to become a family. You became a Pruitt, and I became the happiest man in the world. As far as a symphony, you know my lack of any ounce of musical ability, but I do remember our song, Angels brought us here. For us, those angels were Pastor, Sis, and Brit. The term angels in the outfield comes to mind,…
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iPainting A Little Christmas In July
PruittWrites thought everyone could use A Little Christmas In July this year.
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Land Of Voices
As I’m writing this, fireworks are going off behind me. I can’t help but think of another American, who was probably like me, a Husband and a Father. Yet, the noises behind him weren’t fireworks, they were cannon fire. Tonight I’ll go to bed, thankful for that other American, who left his farm, to carry a musket. I don’t know if he returned home after the war, or if he lost his life at Yorktown. All I know is, because of him, and countless patriots like that minuteman, I am a free man today. In the Revolutionary War, there were both scholars, and illiterate men, poor farmers, as well as men who had everything to…
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Poem The River Of Freedom
#PruittWrites #Poem Of #America, The River Of Freedom
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Father’s Day 2020
I’ve written a lot about Father’s Day, being a son for most of them. Tomorrow is my second Father’s Day as a Dad. Our little one is sick, and Saturday was filled with a Doctor’s appointment, sickness supplies, and plenty of rest for Nicholas. I love being a Dad. I’m no expert, and there’s so much I don’t know, but I do know this. When he lays over on me, about to drift off to sleep, and whispers Dad, it makes me feel like I’m the greatest Dad in the world. While I know that I’m not, he makes me want to be. The reward of being a Dad, is…
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Thank You To The Fighting Brave
When I think of Memorial Day, I think of a farmer with a musket, who became a soldier to become not a colonist, but an American. I think of a conflict in 1812. In my mind I see the soldiers of the Civil War, and Colonel Roosevelt’s RoughRiders at San Juan Hill. I think of American dough boys as they were called in the forests of France in World War 1. I think of American GI’s who rolled into concentration camps to liberate thousands of Jews, preventing the Nazi goal of the holocaust. I think of those who served in Korea, Vietnam, and so many challenges our fighting brave have…