The mortar round blew Bob Valentino off Mother Earth, and when he landed, blood spurted from his leg. Bob, a twenty-two-year-old infantry squad leader, was atop a hill in Vietnam. It was […]
Incoming Mortar—Outgoing Purpose
Funerals Suck
Funerals suck. They especially suck when the sun shines on a spring day. A day meant for laughter with family, with friends, in the joy of life. The joy that the deceased […]
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