At My Purple Heart Ceremony, My Stepmother Swung a Folding Chair Into My Arm—Then My Father Looked Down Instead of Protecting Me
Different reason.
Samuel Ross was being honored for his work with injured veterans transitioning into civilian employment.
He hated recognition almost as much as I did.
Therefore I enjoyed every minute.
He stood near the steps before the ceremony.
Cane.
Dark suit.
Expression suggesting the stairs had insulted his family.