I was talking with my mom tonight, and one of the things we were talking about were how two good friends of mine are doing out at the war in Iraq. One's still in the gulf, for all we know, on the USS Roosevelt. The other is not far behind the front line, according to the last letter that his wife had received. It's him that I'm more worried for, especially if things turn sour in Baghdad.
At least it's good to know that, currently, they're both alive and well.