Author: <span>Dave Hamel</span>

Remembering

In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lieIn Flanders fields. …

Second Surgery

So I survived getting hit by a bus. And while I survived I was not left without residual effects.  I had a constant ache in my shoulder what became more severe with use.  This was due to the massive amounts of bone that needed to be cleaned out, which resulted in …