Mr. Dirmann was featured in a Herald Tribune article on how he helped a veteran with legal issues.
He joined the 101st Airborne a strapping young man. His officers, looking for the epitome of military manhood, chose him to guard the Tomb of the Unknown soldier in Washington.
Then he went to fight in Iraq, and Afghanistan, against an enemy that wears no uniform.
Maybe he walked every day among the new explosive devices designed not to kill but to blow off legs and genitals. Maybe in house-to-house combat, he once shot a man in front of his children. Maybe that’s when he started to do the drugs. They were readily available. And he needed them to hold himself together…