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“Shadow Box” and “Suspension of Disbelief” C.D. Albin Shadow Box He brought home no war stories from New Guinea, only his uniform and few items now mounted on velvet in the shadow box—dog tags and souvenir bullet, service medal, marksman‟s badge. A sparse collection, so after he passed we added the flag, tightly folded, and fading photo of him still stateside— thin, boyish in uniform, spectacled. We grandchildren knew only the older man, the jaunty gait and soft laugh, face a bit like Astaire‟s, so we never thought to ask what kind of war he had, or what dreams so often woke him to sweat drenched bed-linens inside a clapboard house of shadows.
Ryan Schuessler, “Delicate Arch”