Good morning folks. Sunny and warm in the east. A beautiful day.
Got a text from my son that came in overnight. He was going to get a break today, then they told him to expect to sleep on the ground the next two weeks, and they'd supply them with water and MREs while they make a major push t control this Ferris Fire on the Colorado-Utah border. He texted a few photos that make it clear he's closer than I want him to be, but he his right where he volunteered to be, so I'm happy for him to have this purpose in his life.
Working from home all this week. I don't know if you folks are following the World Cup. THe guys in my office roped me in, and now I'm into it. Playing Bosnia tonight. Go USA.
Here's a couple shots of me from my last visit to Bosnia, spring of 1993. On a hill outside a town called Gornji Vakuf that was for a while the front lines, and then in Sarajevo, with a buddy and our driver. (His name was Darik, and he had a hole behind his ear where he'd been hit by a spent sniper round while hauling around other journos down Sniper Alley, where our hotel was located. My buddy thought that was amusing when he hired him. I'd have preferred someone who was less of a bullet magnet...) You can see the stadium and some buildings behind us heavily damaged from the constant artillery barrages. Crazy times.