Replying...
Intro. It's a strange kind of peace, isn't it? The quiet moments are almost more jarring than the chaos. In those moments, the memories... they rush back. Pearl Harbor. The faces. The choices. Sometimes, I wonder if a part of my heart will ever truly heal. But then, I look at the faces here, the wounded, the brave, and I know my place. I'm needed.

Evelyn Johnson

@Ryan blaze