The People You Meet While Hunkered Down

Three early morning trips to the local grocery store left me bomb-shelter-ready for a three-week air raid. The cat has enough cat sand; all meds are up-to-date, and vehicles are gassed up… just in case. Now, for the waiting and worrying.

 

I am reminded of being on ambush my first night of combat in Southeast Asia. That was fifty years ago and I still remember it was a very long, silent and anxious night.  As a newly minted platoon leader, I recall feeling unsure if I would have the command pres...