Well, the sign on the outside of the door says ‘No concealed handguns,’ ... It doesn’t prohibit butcher knives in plain view.

There is no For Sale sign on our door.

I tried to leave, tried to go for the door. Keith pulled out a big butcher knife from his pants, so I didn't get very far. He started yelling things out at me: 'Get me a towel; get me a cigarette; get me a blanket.' He was just yelling all these things he wanted me to do.

We still have a ways to go, but this says a lot about our kids.

The warehouse sustained an approximate 8 foot hole in the roof of the building and no sailors or Marines were injured in the attack,

I'm going to insist that a sign be on his door on the 5th floor. He is settled in ICU and our favorite nurse, Susanne, has him tonight.