A Question of Honor

On September 11, 2012, I lost four members of my family, two of them brothers -- though I would not know of it at the time. So, I did what most people do. I went about my life. It was not until the next day I learned that four Americans had fallen in an heroic but needless battle against overwhelming odds from an evil group of terrorists at our U.S. Embassy in Benghazi, Libya -- and no one came to help them. No helicopter gunships with Marines. No incursion by a stealthy SEAL team. No smart bombs. No armed drones. Nothing. Except, of course, three cold and calculated orders from someone high up in the chain of command to "stand down." On our own soil! You see, not only am I a proud, patriotic American and a loving and protective husband, I'm also a former U.S. Marine -- son of a father who fought with distinction in World War II on the bloody beaches of Normandy, brother to a Marine, and Uncle to both a Marine and active duty Navy SEAL. The two brothers I alluded to, Ty Woods and Glen...(Read Full Post)