Journeyman

I remember 9/11. I remember feeling the kind of things my grandfather talked about feeling when he heard about Pearl Harbor.

I remember Challenger and Columbia.

I remember the day Desert Storm started, sitting in a friend's dorm room at college and talking with them about it, and wondering what might happen next.

I remember coming home from church on Christmas Eve and learning that my grandfather had just died.

I remember my brother's wedding, when I stood as best man.

I will never forget any of those days.