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...talk to her. And on Thursday, I told myself that on Friday, for sure, I’d talk to her. And as fast as the beat of a heart, Friday was upon me. The teacher was rambling on about the Native American’s Trail of Tears, when I was thinking that all I needed was some kind of a sign. Some heavenly sign that would give me the courage and fortitude to complete my mission. And then it came. I saw Katie look in my direction. If she actually looked directly at me, I have no idea...
Before a packed crowd at the Institute of Politics Forum last night, David Plouffe—President Obama’s former campaign manager—spoke about the highs and lows of the campaign trail as well as the importance of the campaign’s volunteer force...
...police chief was forced to resign in response to threats that a policeman would be killed every two days if he refused to do so. In addition, the city’s mayor currently resides in El Paso, Texas—troubling for Texans who fear that violence will trail him and other Mexican leaders if they seek refuge across the border. With such concerns in mind, Texas Homeland Security Director Steve McGraw has requested $135 million to help combat Mexican gangs, which he claimed are “the most significant threat Texas faces...
...journey started out well enough. We left the Restrepo firebase the usual way: a series of sprints down an exposed trail interspersed with a quick breather behind a hesco barrier - something like a six-cubic foot sandbag - put up for that purpose. Then we hit a creek, and followed it down about 500 meters through holly, oak and cedar forest. The creek bed was solid rock in places, smoothed by water into a taffy ribbon of undulating striped granite. We passed stone houses tucked into the riverine curves, their stilt-supported balconies jutting into the void. We glimpsed flashes...
From the outpost we hiked up the mountain face back to Restrepo. The surge of adrenaline and endorphins meant that I didn't even notice a journey that on previous attempts had left me panting at every turn in the switchback trail. I had sweated through my Kevlar. It felt like I had sweated through my plates. It had taken little more than an hour to move from Loi Kolay back to Restrepo, but it felt like days. Within an hour, though, we were back on the move. One of the soldiers, Private first class Matthew Fowler, 24, had ripped...