The Day the World Changed: 20 Years After 9/11

I wasn’t there, but I will always be there. I was eleven years old when four commercial airplanes were hijacked on the morning of September 11, 2001. Turned into weapons of mass murder, two hit the twin towers of the World Trade Center in Manhattan, one was steered into the Pentagon in Washington, DC, andContinue reading “The Day the World Changed: 20 Years After 9/11”

The Last Full Measure of Devotion

My grandfather spent two weeks in the military during WWII, during which he passed out during drills and battled a mysterious illness in the infirmary before being discharged. Before him, I had a great-grandfather and a great-grand uncle who served in the trenches of WWI. On my father’s side, my uncle Greg served in VietnamContinue reading “The Last Full Measure of Devotion”