Helpless vs. Hopeful

Helpless vs. Hopeful

My third fight ¬†happened the summer before my senior year of high school. Several months earlier, I had received my second denial from the Air Force Academy. So I scammed a copy of a previous year’s application to find out what bubbles I needed to fill out to...
Guts and Gas

Guts and Gas

Colorado Springs in June wasn’t all bad. Gorgeous clear skies, crisp mornings, warm afternoons and a calming stillness in the air. All a byproduct of the severe altitude – 7,258 feet above sea-level.¬†That thin air combined with the violent blur that was my...