Why Delta?

I spent Father’s Day with extended family at my brother’s house watching all of our kids play and jump into his pool for hours. It’s a nice pool with one of those rock waterfalls, but it’s not huge. He has a nice house like mine in a good neighborhood, but it’s not a mansion. We are both Deltas, we don’t live like kings, we aren’t conquerors of nations, and regular women don’t get the vapors when we walk into a room. What we do have is family, faithful wives, a patch of grass with a house on it, good kids, and respect of our neighbors and friends. This is the life of a Delta and if you want it, go get it. It’s within the reach of nearly every man reading this blog; it just takes hard work, dedication, and a bit of luck.  

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