The Strength of Courage by Alfred J. Dansbury Sr. is packed full with numerous life lessons and relatable experiences tells the story of a young African American who nearly meets his fate honoring his country in World War II on the battle fields of Europe and Africa. His resilience and faith drove him to discover his strength and pushes to see his loved ones again. However, after discovering a horrible truth about his family, he decided to volunteer a second time and fight in the Korean War back in 1950 where he went through some of his nightmares— worse than the first time he went to war. His love for his family enabled him to survive and go back home to start a new family.
What defines a true “strength of courage”? Is it reaching the exit of a haunted house knowing that you were terrified of going inside from the start? Is it finally being able to grab a cup of water at midnight with no lights on? Or is it having to ask someone out even though you were afraid in the first place?