I was privileged to be on the free Puget Sound Honor Flight in April last year. Here is a synopsis and pictures. It was very healing.  Honor Flight to WDC 4/22 and to Vietnam Women’s Memorial and Vietnam Memorial on 4/23rd where my grief came exploding out and subsided. Trip […]

Last month, on February 17, 2003, Path With Art hosted a screening of the film, “Buffalo Soldiers: Fighting on Two Fronts” at the SIFF Film Center. There was a full house for the one-hour-long film, followed by a robust  Q&A with the filmmaker Dru Holly, and three representatives from the […]

I am and have been mostly a nonfiction writer but the storytelling class has pushed me to write fiction. The teacher, Vincent Orduna, gave us an assignment to create a fantastical world.  I have never done anything like that but decided to stretch and do what I could. The next assignment […]

PURPOSE:The Department of Veterans Affairs annual arts competition recognizes the progress and recovery made through creative arts therapies and raises the visibility of the creative achievements of our nation’s Veterans. THE COMPETITION:Across the country each year, Veterans enrolled at VA health care facilities compete in a local creative arts competition […]

A short story by George Beavis. From the author: I have been trying, emphasis on trying, to write about my experiences in Vietnam in a way that I hoped would be more understandable to other people. I think, or hope, I have learned some ways to do that.  If I have […]

By Sarah L. Blum, Nurse and Vietnam Veteran Content Warning: mentions of violence, mental health, suicide The poem by Amanda Gorman, New Day’s Lyric, ends with a focus on coming together. I believe that is the key. There is so much hatred and violence which drives us apart from one […]

“The Color of Freedom” by Michael J. O’ConnellA Soldier’s Perspective on the American Revolution Over us did break the April sun, warmth penetrating the depths of our cold, miserable existence. Months have seemed to drift, no rush by like the great Father Time tossing sand into the gale. The ache […]