“The army is our future,” says the commander of an artillery battery, “like Israel. From now on we will have to be ready for anything.” He is bright, good-looking, talkative, and restless. What is he doing at the rehabilitation center? “I spent a year at the front line. You have to do everything quickly. Set up the mortar, fire off your rounds with enemy drones cruising overhead, and you’ve got a couple minutes to pack it all up and run before the return fire arrives.” When he was finally released on leave, “I had a bit to drink — something I don’t usually do — and one of my subordinates ended up with a broken nose. I asked our battalion psychologist to send me somewhere to settle down—just not to the psych ward—and now I’m here.”
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Heartbreaking WORDS YET OF COURAGE.
I LOVED THE DANCE.
Beautiful.
Thanks for the wonderful dancing--and for your words, as always.