Friday, May 01, 2009


When folks ask if I was scared when I was in Iraq, I assume they probably mean was I afraid of getting hurt or scared of dying. I usually tell them yes, but I let them make their own assumptions about what I mean.

I only had two brief 60 second instances over 16 months where I thought, holy shit I might die in the next five seconds. For me, danger in Iraq was usually over before I knew that I should be scared.

But I still felt fear in Iraq. Not fear for myself, but fear of this. Fair warning-either have a kleenex at the ready or some excuse about having something in your eyes.

Tip of the hat to Blackfive

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