Someone to Sit in the Foxhole: A Grandfather’s Speech That Changed Everything

he repeated, quieter. “People are… reacting.”

I stared at my own face frozen on the screen—wrinkled, earnest, furious, pleading.

A face I hadn’t seen in a while.

Not since the man in the airport.

Not since the yelling.

Not since I learned what it feels like to be made into a symbol instead of a person.

Tyler swallowed hard. “Some people are saying you’re continue reading …