20th Anniversary of the 9/11 Attacks
Before I even really knew her, I knew her name was Brooklyn. She was the personification of the city itself: strong and unassuming, family-centered and faithful. She told me her story, and I wrote it to the best of my ability - often above my knowledge. I kept it...
Legacy
I visited my grandpa's grave this morning. A WWII vet, he's buried just ten minutes from where I live now. The crew at Fr. Lupton does a fantastic job each Memorial Day, prepping each tombstone with its flag. It is a beautiful sight: endless columns, rows, and...
Things That Last
This shirt. It still smells like him. I did what I could to wrap it tightly so the scent would never leave, but I know it will eventually. I have the lunch box he carried. The Bible, my grandma got as a little girl, was the same one they used on their wedding day and...