I remember the rain. It was coming down in silver sheets. It was September 16th, my sister Renee’s birthday and the day I was scheduled...

The cattle truck rattled along the rutted road tossing us about like shaken dice in a Yahtzee cup. I was standing in a sea of crew cuts...

The day we found out the tragic news was a beautiful autumn afternoon. I think it was a Saturday and the leaves were turning colors and...