M.B. HENRY 
It’s been awhile since we’ve checked in with this incredibly long poem, hasn’t it? I figured it was time to post another segment. In the First World War, poison gas saw...
When you visit a city enough times, you learn some fantastic things about it. One of my best friends lives in Seattle, and it is an easy plane ride from Los...
It was 1944 in Benouville, a little village in France. German soldiers had occupied it for four years. Every day, they infiltrated the humble little town for food, drinks, and supplies....
Picture this. It is early 1942. Memories of a vicious attack in Pearl Harbor are fresh in your mind. These memories especially trouble you, because you are a young man in...
The “Let Me Tell You How I Died” series is back! Continuing this week with Part II, which has seven segments about World War I. Segment two of Part II covers...
It was May 5, 1864. Spring had arrived in the state of Virginia, but so had the Union army. It wasn’t the first time, either. In fact, they had marched through...
If any of you were following me around Halloween, you learned that I have a bit of a sweet tooth. It’s really hard for me to...
The first time I saw “the Sound of Music,” I was in love. Not just with that happy-go-lucky story (quite a boast for a movie with Nazis), but also with Salzburg. ...
Last year, I tapped into my long-dormant poetry well, and I posted a series of seven poems about World War II. They were all from the vantage points of the many...
It was June 7, 1917, a little after three in the morning. Over a small swath of Belgium known as Messines Ridge, the first rays of dawn glittered on the horizon. ...
