We were in better condition that most and had the advantage of the communication gear with us as well. However, the patches of white smoke on the ground and the the red mushrooms not dispersed by the wind worried us as to the stage of death and destruction we could come across.
The War Ends. It's always LATE but the war, all wars end. Is it now? Is it for real? Does it still work for you?
What about all we lost? What about them? Can there be a winner? Does it matter if the political theorist talk of grand strategy when people fall houses fall memories fall lives fall? Can theories win over life? Can strategy trump a loved one's life? Can you live freely if someone else is not?
The War Ends...