by Mary Elizabeth Morgan, who remembers her only sibling, Sgt. Curtis F. Greene, who honorably served our country and died by suicide. _____ My Continue Reading
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A Marine’s Legacy: A Memorial Day Story of Family, Sacrifice, and Honor
Written by Melissa Hanks Ketchel Pulling into my driveway, time seemed to slow down, and it unfolded like a movie: the white government van Continue Reading
“Life Goes On”: In Memory of Air Force Veteran Nate Barnes
by Charlie Faint and Mike Warnock(this section by Charlie Faint)This story begins where few stories do: on a school bus, in 8th Grade, in Continue Reading
War Cuts Deep with an Invisible Blade
by Will Aker War cuts with an invisible blade. A blade you’re blind to, blind to how it cuts you. War slices everyone differently and the wounds heal Continue Reading
Grandpa’s Gone, Now I take His Place in the Scheme of Things
by Frank Pauc This first appeared in Frank’s blog on August 17, 2022, as "Taking Another's Place." It is republished here with the author’s Continue Reading
From Ritual to Reality: Because He Lives
This first appeared in The Havok Journal on March 27, 2016 My annual nostalgia of Easter now blossoms in reverse. My firstborn was killed in Continue Reading
I Love You Still
by Britta Reque-Dragicevic This first appeared in Britta's blog, "Life After War" on October 30, 2018, and is republished with the author's Continue Reading
Lessons from a Grieving Mother Whale
by Jenny Albers Losing a child is a club you never want to join. Whether you lose a child in war, in the womb or, late in life, the loss of a child Continue Reading
It’s Memorial Day Weekend: Let people BBQ!
by Sailor Jerri When people thank us for our service on Memorial Day, our go-to is getting angry. We lash out and puff up and tell this uneducated Continue Reading
Gratitude, Sacrifice, and Remembrance
Many of my circle know that I have a daily gratitude habit – each day I give thanks to a person that enriches my life in some way. Today is my Continue Reading
From Ritual to Reality: Because He Lives
My annual nostalgia of Easter now blossoms in reverse. My firstborn was killed in Afghanistan in the fall of 2011, the wild season of skeletal trees Continue Reading
I Recognize My Brother as “The Deceased”
by Anonymous “I recognize my brother as the deceased.” Words I never thought I would write. Words no one prepares you for… Words no thing prepares you Continue Reading