
“…a bond that will never be broken nor a journey forgotten.” After my dad died in 1979 I’d think of him often. But it was always as my dad. Not recently. Now […]
“…a bond that will never be broken nor a journey forgotten.” After my dad died in 1979 I’d think of him often. But it was always as my dad. Not recently. Now […]
They worked in the path of violent death…where bullets do fly…and families do cry. The entire country witnessed the funeral of Det. Steven Mcdonald at St. Patrick’s Cathedral in NYC. Bullets fired […]