The weapons of war that inflict debilitating wounds upon the men and women who fight with it have much greater range than the target they are aimed at. When men and women deploy to a war-torn theater, they do so with the prayers and fears of loved ones. When they return broken and dismembered, another battle begins as loved ones adjust, cope, and grieve. The parents, the unsung victims of the war, cry out, “Look what they did to my baby!” Logan was no stranger to the wages of war, but he wasn’t prepared for what he found in the Adirondack Mountains, only a few miles south of Fort Drum.