It was a sunny morning, and I put on my neat military uniform, arranged my hat, and prepared to report to the battalion headquarters. The battalion commander offered to give me a ride on his motorcycle. I sat in the back seat, hand...
05-05
In 1995, I was demobilized from the army and set out on my way home full of hope. That day, I was walking down a busy street in civilian clothes when suddenly a motorcycle sped past me,...
05-06