8/8/90

0925 hrs. Thank-you Lord, for another day of life. Last night was pretty hairy. One or two groups of Kuwaiti's were making an assault, shouting "Allah Akbar" and firing their guns. They were close. George thought he heard a bullet hit the house. We were all gathered at the top of the steps on the landing, away from any windows. A couple of us went to the roof, at first. There was something firing from the beach area, leaving short red tracers in the sky, toward Kuwait city. The gunfire was too close to feel safe up there, so we came in. The group moved away and everyone went back to their rooms. I sat against the wall for a long time, listening. I suppose I was terrified, and the adrenalin was really pumping. Finally, I went and lied down on my mattress. I left my clothes and shoes on. A few times in the night, I would listen out the window. I don't know if I heard anything or not.


1000 hrs. We heard a loud boom! [It was frightening to be hiding behind the walls of our duplex compound, not knowing what might be coming our way at any moment. We had only been there a few days, so our senses had not yet become dulled to the world outside. No one knew what tomorrow might bring. I certainly didn’t anticipate how many more tomorrows of being trapped that I would have to suffer through.]

Sarah is taking inventory of our food, to figure out how many meals we have. Right now, we plan to sit tight. It’s too risky to go out looking for more food. I think we have enough for months. I pray we are evacuated before then.

1550 hrs. President Bush speaks in ten minutes. I'm making up a new dash bag (change of clothes, etc.), with what I have left to carry with me out of town. I also have my ditty bag that will suffice in a super emergency.

2020 hrs. I guess it's the Arab Nations' move next. Bush is defending Saudi, and demanding that Iraq "get out" of Kuwait. Iraq has annexed Kuwait. There should be a meeting of the main Arab nations in the next few hours. The evening prayer is sounding from the Mosque in the neighborhood square across from us. I know there are many prayers across the ocean for us as well. It will be nice to see you again. I hope the embassy has gotten word to you that we are still okay. They called yesterday, and again today. I’m hoping that one of the calls may be the one to tell us the way out.