The American Soldier in San Antonio, Texas
The American Soldier, in San Antonio!
I'm always filled with joy when my kids come to my plays, even though they can probably recite the whole show by heart now. But I know I only have a few more chances before their schedules don't allow it. After Maine, I have been given the honor to share my WWI play with the Doughboy Foundation and Museum in Washington, D.C., and to help celebrate an extraordinary piece of sculpture by Sabon Howard called "A Soldiers Journey". Ironically, it is the same name of my WWI Play - "A Soldiers Journey Home" which I was given the honor to create and perform for The Library of Congress.
It is such an honor, and I can't wait to bring Irving Greenwald's words from his Dairy to life again next to such a work of art. After the Doughboy Museum, I will head back D.C. to perform again at the John F. Kennedy Performance Arts Center. On October 26th - for the third time - I am so incredibly grateful to have the opportunity to grace the stage at the Kenndy Center. Then, I will head to Iowa, followed by Pennsylvania, and then close out in Wisconsin. It will be an exciting and busy fall.
The more I share the play and these stories, the more I realize how critical they are to healing our nation, veterans, and Military Families. As we move through our bustling lives and stroll with our families and loved ones under a blue and peaceful sky, it is easy to forget the silent guardians who make our lives possible. These are the men and women, often unseen and unsung, whose devotion to duty and unwavering loyalty form the bedrock of our freedom.
In times of war, they pick up the gun and march into the chaos, facing horrors most of us can barely imagine. They do this not for glory but out of a deep sense of integrity, respect for others, and a deep love of America—values I believe we must never take for granted.
Their sacrifices are the invisible thread that holds our society together, yet they are often overlooked and even hidden in the world's vastness. Whether we are enjoying an evening out or sharing a quiet moment with our families, everything depends on these brave souls. It is why we honor them, show them respect, and step aside when they pass by. In truth, their sacrifices make everything else possible. Without them, our words, art, and existence would be fleeting dreams.
