Ray informs me over coffee and pastries in a cafe outside Washington

Ray informs me over coffee and pastries in a cafe outside Washington

By Catherine Maddux

Once you meet Tatyana Ray, a youthful, energetic and extroverted millennial, you are forgiven for maybe not instantly thinking to your self, officer’s wife,” or perhaps in the parlance associated with united states of america military, “milspouse.”

“I’m a good expletive, no concern about any of it,“ Ray informs me over coffee and pastries in a cafe outside Washington, where she and her spouse, who had been reassigned towards the Pentagon, only arrived some time ago. Continue reading Ray informs me over coffee and pastries in a cafe outside Washington