Flowers on hold

by Penny Deere

Photograph,Array


Three Buddies

by Jack Tompkins

sketch


Under the Flag

by Paul Gonzales

Poem


Answering the Call

by Daniel Allen

Poem


Cuban Missile Crisis

by Gary Jenneke

Prose


Picture to accompany "The Forgotten Terps and Their Vital Component to Mission Success"

by Shon Pernice

Photograph


LAST REQUEST

By Fidel Ramos, Army

Writing Type: Poem

I carried him across my back, never knew his name.
Struggled two miles, across enemy-held terrain.
So weary, finally we had to stop and rest.
I leaned him against a tree, in this rainy, muddy mess.
I offered him a smoke, he murmured,
""Soon I'm going to die.""
Saw his blood-soaked clothes, closed his eyes and began to cry.
He refused to let me move him, begged me not to leave.
Told him I had no choice.
In desperation he grabbed and held my sleeve.
He'd taken massive wounds in this lousy, living hell.
Seeping from his body was death's sweet sickening smell.
His fading eyes sent a message and a plea.
Sadly, I understood what he was asking me.
I didn't want to think, just to get this last job done.
Slammed in the clip, raised my rifle, fired -
For him peace at last had come.

Notes: Pat Kranzow

Flowers on hold

by Penny Deere

Photograph,Array


One Young Soldier

by Jack Tompkins

sketch


What It Means to Be a Veteran: Reflections on the 20th Anniversary of 9/11

by michael mcbride

Poem


Remembering the War

by Louise Eisenbrandt

Prose


The Forgotten Terps

by Shon Pernice

Prose


U.S. Meat Mart

by James William Miller

Poem