This Republic of Suffering
This Republic of Suffering
There was a time in my life when I really thought I was going to work with war for a living. My mother had an uncle who fought in World War II, but as far as I know, that’s the last service member who saw combat in my immediate family. She protested Vietnam, my brother a toddler in tow. Her father was a doctor who pulled extra hours at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base, where a Nazi prisoner of war…
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