The Day We Came Home

The Fourth of July took on new meaning for me…

Photo by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash

By Dr T J Jordan

There were weeks when I thought we would never get home. And then there was the glorious moment when our plane hovered above a New York airport, poised to touch down on American soil. I had never felt patriotism until then…

It was nighttime on the Fourth of July, somewhere over the United States, and the…