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

to fix you.”

A few kids blinked.

I continued. “I’m not here to tell you what to do with your life. I’m not here to say ‘back in my day’ like that solves anything.”

A small laugh.

Good.

“I’m here,” I said, “to ask one question.”

I let it hang.

Then I pointed to the empty space between desks.

“Who sits with you when it gets bad?”

The room froze.

Some kids looked continue reading …