Words Have Power, They Are Magic Pt 11

I was moved to a rehabilitation hospital. For us Veterans.  There were several other soldiers that I did my physical therapy with. We all were relearning how to walk correctly, use our arms, in my case use, talk clearer, and chew food with my new jaw.  There I met such fine folks as Denny, he managed to blow up a…

Words Have Power, They Are Magic Pt 8

I stood in the Greyhound terminal looking at a big board of arrivals and departures. There were buses going anywhere and everywhere. The city bus dumped me here about an hour ago and other than using the restroom, sneaking a gulp of two from my bottle while in the stall, I had been standing looking at this board. I did not…