From the time I was a tiny kid, my mind was frequently plagued by the fear of death. Trauma runs deep and it’s ok to be afraid.

My dad was murdered on March 27 1976. That was 45 years ago. March 27, his “angelversary” falls on a Saturday this year; it’s ironically...

Originally published on the TAPS Website on 6/19/2016. 31 January 1974 At about 8:30 AM Burr Johnson III stood next to his sweet wife,...