My Father In Law Said Nobody Invited Me Until Someone Pulled Into The Driveway

battle of Fallujah was already underway when I arrived at Forward Operating Base Falcon in November of 2004. The city was burning in the literal sense, the smoke visible for miles in every direction, and burning in the other sense too, the sense of a place that has become the site of a contest so intense that it has started to consume itself. I was continue reading …