Her fate was sealed before she even stepped off the plane. They were not going to let a female line officer tell them what to do.
https://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/09/Handshake-1000px.jpg5631000Captain R. Vanhttps://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/06/NEW-War-Horse-logo-no-tagline-405x160-1.pngCaptain R. Van2023-09-27 09:36:342023-09-27 10:16:04They Did Everything They Could to Make Her Fail. But They Could Not Break Her.
War brings about all sorts of emotions. The darkest ones get never-ending attention. Yet this was the happiest day of my life.
https://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/09/Patrol-web.jpg5621000B.B. Sandershttps://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/06/NEW-War-Horse-logo-no-tagline-405x160-1.pngB.B. Sanders2023-09-20 08:33:322023-09-20 08:33:32I Watched His Blood Wash Out of the OH-58D. It Was a Hell of a Way to Grow Up.
Noelle Wiehe went to a veterans resource fair and soon found herself talking to a financial advisor who suddenly asked her if she’d been sexually assaulted.
https://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/09/Uniform-960x540-1.jpg540960Noelle Wiehehttps://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/06/NEW-War-Horse-logo-no-tagline-405x160-1.pngNoelle Wiehe2023-09-13 09:38:482023-09-13 09:38:48Because I Was a Woman Who Served, I Was Stigmatized and Stereotyped by a Stranger
When Melissa A. Sullivan’s high school sweetheart went to war, he came home dramatically changed — and she believed it was her job to make him better.
https://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/09/wedding-day-feature-2.jpg8761558Melissa A. Sullivanhttps://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/06/NEW-War-Horse-logo-no-tagline-405x160-1.pngMelissa A. Sullivan2023-09-11 09:36:532023-09-11 09:36:53Our Love Was a Casualty of War, Destroyed by Time, Distance, and Things We Couldn’t Say
My dad and I had an ideal father-daughter relationship. He was my hero, and I was Daddy’s little girl. I didn’t fear him, but I feared disappointing him.
https://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/09/Writing-900x600-1.jpg600900Maria Rossihttps://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/06/NEW-War-Horse-logo-no-tagline-405x160-1.pngMaria Rossi2023-09-06 08:55:402023-09-06 08:55:40The Cadence of the 21 Gunshots Pierced My Ears. I Braced Myself for Each One.
Still in desert camouflage, I picked her up carefully, gave her a gentle hug and a kiss—my first kiss to my first child.
https://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/08/Airport-photo-feature.jpg506900Chez Chesakhttps://thewarhorse.org/wp-content/uploads/2020/06/NEW-War-Horse-logo-no-tagline-405x160-1.pngChez Chesak2023-08-30 09:08:582023-08-30 09:20:59I Heard My Daughter’s First Cry From 7,000 Miles Away. Hours Later, I Was in a War Zone.