A sign before darkness

November 20, 2017

Armed for battle, we dared not walk into the darkness and toward a distant light with our brothers without one final nod and a gentle touch of a worn out wooden sign that hung on the door. It read only three letters. Three letters located in a small Central Michigan town that would become so ingrained in my DNA that I cannot imagine a life without them. Three letters that have allowed me to endure many lost battles but have also allowed me to win many wars.