Powerful piece about loss and the imposible clarity trauma demands. That moment witnessing the smoke plume without knowing captures something essential about how soldiers proces tragedy in layers, first as distant observers then as grieving friends. The absence of a ramp ceremony underscores the brutal pragmatism of wartime operaton.
Powerful piece about loss and the imposible clarity trauma demands. That moment witnessing the smoke plume without knowing captures something essential about how soldiers proces tragedy in layers, first as distant observers then as grieving friends. The absence of a ramp ceremony underscores the brutal pragmatism of wartime operaton.
Thank you. I think it also mirrors how the day went. Mundane; then terrible.