“My knuckles look like the inside of a grapefruit, but I punch the bag more. With each hit, I repeat the Newark Minutemen creed: “We train to gain control over our bodies. But to triumph, we wrap our bodies around individual will. With each trial, pain becomes more bearable, motions more familiar, waitin’ more calm. Then it’s our way. Then we are Newark Minutemen.” My limbs begin to feel reconnected to my body. I start to feel whole again.”
Book:Newark Minutemen