It was a pleasant September day in 2005. The Praetorians were getting ready for their patrol. This time, we had another squad with us. Out of respect Continue Reading
Veterans
Your War is Not My War | It’s All of Ours
by Britta Reque-Dragicevic This first appeared in Britta's blog, "Life After War" and is republished with the author's Continue Reading
Battling PTS: Choose Not to be a Statistic
A couple of years ago I was diagnosed with PTSD, I knew something in my head wasn't right, but I refused to do anything about it. Big tough Army guy, Continue Reading
Tobacco Musings in Puerto Vallarta
2015 03 29 Sunday I stand on the fantail and stare out at the buildings across the bay from the cutter. We’re moored in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, Continue Reading
Fear of My Own Words
As a child, I wrote them out for reasons I cannot explain. The words appeared on the paper as some sort of secret truth or feeling I, myself, could Continue Reading
They Do Not Want to Understand the Wars We Fight in Their Name
The questions are almost always delivered by the young without guilt. They ask them in classrooms, living rooms, car rides, anywhere and everywhere it Continue Reading
The Wars of Others
The wars of others douse gasoline on the fire hardly controllable. The urge to fight shared in the neurotic texts and conversations with the others. Continue Reading
Combat Vets: On Carrying Violence Over into Civilian Life
by Britta Reque-Dragicevic This first appeared in Britta's blog, "Life After War" and is republished with the author's Continue Reading
The Switch
72 hrs, give or take, is the breaking point where the lack of sleep catches me—embracing me like a lost lover whose touch can ease the pain. The line Continue Reading
Navigating the Nothingness
by Britta Reque-Dragicevic This first appeared in Britta's blog, "Life After War" and is republished with the author's Continue Reading
20 Years of Living with War and Lost Innocence
by Andrew P. Clifford The first casualty of war is innocence. You hear this phrase a lot when it comes to experiencing war. This saying is actually Continue Reading
Answering the Call May Save a Life
Late one evening my cell phone rang. It was a brother who never called, we always kept in contact via texts or met to practice our long-range Continue Reading