Faces of the Homeless 3

by Ty Andrews

Drawing


Years Gone

by Penny Deere

Poem


Going South

by William Greenhut

Prose


Why We Stand

by kimberly green

Poem


Control

by Trina Mioner

Prose


Infinite Infinities of the American Legion Preamble

by CJ Reeves

Poem


MY HERO

By Michael Harmon, Army

Writing Type: Poem

In 1969 two things happened.
I was drafted and I was 1narried.
Michael, my son, was born with a
congenital brain disorder which
caused him to have strokes every few years.
As an infant he had strokes,
and as a kid, then as a teen.
We went horseback riding,
at first just mounting, then assisted riding,
then unassisted riding at a full gallop.
That helped him develop and helped him
overcome his paralysis.
After several weeks of horseback riding
he walked across a room and talked, too.
I was in the fight with him to help him develop
and he came a long way.
He was walking and talking.
He went to school at St. Timothy
where everyone liked hin1.
He was a special kid full of courage and kindness.
And we were very close, as one, really,
Until it happened.
A final stroke at 19 ended his short stay
after fighting alone in a coma for a year.
But I don't feel I ever lost him.
His spirit remains in me ...
Mikie forever alive.

Notes: Meg Reese

MIA--Missing in America

by Matthew Davison

Poem


My Death Defying Life as a Soldier

by Dr. R. Douglas Iliff

Prose


Years Gone

by Penny Deere

Poem


Going South

by William Greenhut

Prose


Lonely Soldier

by Jason Bartley

Array


Why We Stand

by kimberly green

Poem