Tears rolling down my cheeksCurled in fetal position… hiding in my roomMy pillow covers the sobs that escape and almost three years laterI hear myself Continue Reading
Philosophy & Poetry By Diana Nickell
death
Grief
On Fallujah’s Fall: Was it Worth It?
by Britta Reque-Dragicevic Editor's Note: This article applies to any battle or any war. Was Iraq "worth it"? How about Afghanistan? Was Vietnam Continue Reading
Happy Birthday, Quint (AKA George Taber)
He would have been 32 today. In honor of his birthday, I will share a “Quintessential” story with you. In April 2019, Quint and his buddies were in Continue Reading
That’s When I Cried
We had a dog named Shocky. Yesterday afternoon we put her down. My wife, Karin, and I had expected that we might have to do that, but the timing of Continue Reading
To Die with Harmony of Word and Action
They see the barriers and corrals, and they follow. They assume and see what others have told them to see. They do what others have told them to 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
Being Aware and Making Your Choice
I’m guessing many if not most of us have gone through periods of time where we’re confronted with one challenge after another and it feels as if a Continue Reading
The Boy Smiled and I Wept
Incarceration is like a small death. That may sound like an exaggeration, and maybe it is. However, when a person goes to prison for long period of Continue Reading
Operation “Embryo Stage”: Remembering Special Operators Lost in Training
by Wesley Jurena Author's Note: I hung this out on a hidden blog I created years after getting out. It was picked up by Gallant Few a few years back Continue Reading
I Paid $75 to Murder My Own Son or Daughter
by an anonymous veteran Only three people in my life know about my scar. Now I guess thousands will. But I think it’s time to tell my story in the Continue Reading
One Year
by Tab Taber I thought I would be better I thought I would step out of the fog, the mist, the pain by now One year passing The Continue Reading
In 37 Days I Made A Friend Who Became My Brother
by a member of 3rd Battalion 75th Ranger Regiment I was not one of George’s lifelong friends. I wasn’t lucky enough to have grown up with George or Continue Reading