At no time in my life did I feel as helpless as I did the day al-Qaeda planes ripped through the Twin Towers. As I watched those horrific events on TV for days after, I wondered, what I could do 鈥� a sick, 51-year-old veteran on Social Security disability insurance (SSDI) 鈥� to help my country.
Two years before, in May, 1999, I became disabled with Adult-Onset Still鈥檚 Disease (AOSD), a rare form of rheumatoid arthritis. My doctors told me I would never work again. But 9/11, and a phone call from a fellow veteran a few days later, changed my life completely.
The American Legion Post, where we both belonged, was looking for a volunteer Post Service Officer to advocate for veterans ap
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