There are three men in this picture. There’s me, Wes Fleming, a board certified, VA chaplain in Syracuse, NY, my father at the beginning of WW2, and my father at the end of the war. You can see what four years of combat can do just by looking on his face. I saw moral injury every day growing up and didn’t have words for it. I just knew my dad was different from other dads. He flew the American flag each day in front of our house but was super suspicious of our government. He would take me to boy scouts and attend all my wrestling matches but pour himself into bed each night with a bottle of scotch. As a navigator on a B-29, he was part of a crew that firebombed Japanese cities. He told me that most nights, he dreamed of cities on fire. While he was proud to serve our country, he believed he was destined for hell for the lives he had taken. And although he was able to practice law for his career, he died from an alcohol related illness. So, I dedicate my efforts to help heal moral injury to my Dad. May the following articles help you illuminate the path to moral injury recovery. Articles are free through ResearchGate.net.