The biker punched the 80-year-old man square in the jaw outside the VA hospital, and not a single nurse, security guard, or veteran moved to stop him.
The sun beat down on the VA hospital parking lot like a hammer on an anvil, turning the asphalt into a shimmering black mirror. I stood there, iced coffee sweating in my fist, the condensation dripping down my wrist like cold sweat. I’d just stepped out for a quick break—visiting my uncle, another faded vet … Read more