Author's Note: the following was written by Aaron Freeman (1956-), an American physicist, writer, broadcast journalist, and standup comedian, noted Continue Reading
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Adding Up The Losses
Every drop of hot water was soothing as they rained down upon my body. I lay on the shower floor, staring as drop after drop slid down the side Continue Reading
I am Who I am Because of Those Lost
I live because they cannot. I strive to achieve because I must. I speak because their lessons deserve to live forever. I share because Continue Reading
What Will My Death Be?
I wonder if I will meet my death in old age, a small gathering of stalwarts at my funeral. Will it be a tragic accident along the way, leaving Continue Reading
Tin Burdens
It is hard for me to admit the truth. That the weight became too much. The obligation of trying to focus on so many names every day. How so many Continue Reading
The Reaper
From childhood to adulthood, I have felt his breath upon my neck. I have lived with him longer than without. I have borne witness to his labors. I Continue Reading
Congratulations, Your Spouse Has Been Promoted to Casualty Affairs Officer
Veterans love readiness. They label cables, rotate supplies, memorize obscure acronyms, and keep enough batteries to power a minor coup. Some of them Continue Reading
Memorial Plaque: I Wanted Them to Remember and to Be Grateful
When it happened, I cannot recall. It just seemed to happen. I could not take it anymore, and I wanted the world to know. I wanted those passing by to Continue Reading
He’s Dead, Cue the ’90s Banger
By S.Q. Forthenauf I’ve never experienced death, at least, not in the sense of being alive, then not, followed by some extreme light, visions of Continue Reading
I Processed the Pain, Shed Tears, and Then… was at Peace
It was the unfortunately all too familiar call. The voice was almost unrecognizable in the fury of pain and confusion. This tone was only spoken in Continue Reading
The All Too Familiar
I felt the all too familiar back pain as I sat in the all too familiar uncomfortable seats. I sat staring at yet another flag-draped coffin. I watched Continue Reading
A Run of Remembrance
It’s 7:00 AM on a Sunday. We wait on a barren stretch of US-90, just east of Macclenny, Florida. A cold, drizzly rain numbs our fingers as we shiver Continue Reading