I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

away. The locations Henderson rattled off brought back the deafening roar of explosions, the smell of burning diesel, the screams of wounded soldiers, and a night I had spent half my life trying to forget.

By this point, the families standing nearby had stopped their own conversations to listen.

What started as a quiet chat between a retired truck driver continue reading …