Jul 14, 2006 00:30
You never understand the fear of others until a loved one is placed in that situation...
Josh was out on the patio of the youth hostel in Chaifa, dining. He heard blasts. Missiles, less then a mile away.
I had a mini nervous breakdown on bart, when he told me what happened.
He gets back Tuesday night. War is coming...he says they're already calling it "the war in the North."
I feel like throwing up.