Take My Hand and Walk With Me

by Gene Groner

Poem


My grandson

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


The Quail Hunt

by Trina Mioner

Poem


Strange 8

by Daniel Strange

Art


Strange 4

by Daniel Strange

Art


Women in the Military History Speech – March

by Judith Leu

Prose


NIGHT LIGHT

By Jerry Andrews, Army

Writing Type: Poem

Sometimes, in the middle
Of the night, in the middle
Of my pain, of my tossing and
Turning.
In the middle of old, once-buried
Memories, I awake and
Grab a beer, tune the little radio
In to the golden oldies, and I
Try to write. In the middle of
The night, I search myself for
Some insight, for some way
To put some wrong things right
Or even just to beam some
Little light upon a question, a
Problem I ponder in the night.
In the deep dark middle
Of the night.

The Quail Hunt

by Trina Mioner

Poem


I Left Mississippi

by Benjamin Williams

Poem


The Old Warrior

by Brant Parker III

Array


We Got Here About the Time God Left

by W. Joseph O'Connell

Poem


Vietnam Memories #1

by John Swainston

Poem


Fate

by Robert Valonis

Array