“My Daughter Called Me From A Hospital Bed And Whispered, ‘Mom… Please Come Get Me.’ I Walked In Still Wearing My Colonel’s Uniform. Her Husband’s Mother Smiled, ‘Your Rank Doesn’t Impress Us.’ I Answered, ‘I’m Not Going To Touch Anyone. I’m Going To Bury You Beneath Mountains Of Paperwork.’”

“You’re right. I’m not going to touch anyone. I’m going to bury you beneath mountains of paperwork.” For the first time, her smile disappeared. Victories are rarely won through anger or violence. They’re won through evidence. I had already begun building my case.

Ten Days of Silence

Margaret recovered fast. “Good luck, Colonel. My family spent decades continue reading …