I went to give blood today. It had been a long time, since before my son’s death. I had been a regular donor before but blood donation, among other Continue Reading
By, With, and Through
I have a deal with my deceased son, Quint. OK, maybe it is a one-sided bargain since his assent has not been verbally received. Nor have I shaken Continue Reading
There Were Signs… My Son’s First Deer
by Tab Continue Reading
Is There a Medic in the House?
Authors Note: This story is comprised from personal conversations I had with many of my son’s Ranger buddies following SSG George Taber’s sudden death Continue Reading
The Ragged Bandana- A Letter to a Friend
MTB, I am writing you this letter and mailing this long-lost item to you today. This “Carolina Blue” bandana is rightfully yours. It is Continue Reading
Where do I find you?
Where do I find you? That thin veil Seems so wide. I search, I cry out for your voice, a dream, a presence. Yet there is Continue Reading
For Those Mourning Loss This Holiday Season
“It is not our job to remain whole. We came to lose our leaves like the trees, and be born again, drawing up from the great roots.” -- Robert Continue Reading
In the Silence of Our Home
Cars departing with frenzied goodbye waves Last airport run complete Leftovers stacked in neat rows in refrigerator Ashes piled up in wood Continue Reading