My Mother Told Me I Could Not Wear My Uniform At The Memorial Until A Veteran Stood Up

of ribbons above my heart, I told myself I was not going to the memorial to fight. I was going to say goodbye to my father. The First Baptist Church of Briar Glen, Tennessee, sat on the same hill where it had stood since before my grandmother was born.

White steeple. Red doors. Bell tower.

Stained glass showing Jesus with lambs and fishermen and lost continue reading …