A Wall In Afghanistan
My grandson was sent to Afghanistan. We heard nothing for months. He came back and is trying to live a decent life and I wish him the best.
Years ago I took him and his friend down a wonderful Oregon river in kayaks. I begged him to avoid signing up, and he promised not to.
He's in therapy.
By the way, those are american military rifles.
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