Family
“One of my half brothers died before two years. Now I am ok. It was hard, but he made a decision, and I respect it now. We were both EMT’s in the Old City during the invasion in 2002. For ten days the things we saw were enough to drive some people crazy. You start thinking things like, ‘Why do I deserve to live when other people die. Why am I better than them.’ I think that is why my brother had to go fight. Me, no. But I understand why.”