I'm glad Carol and the children are far away from this madness. John's wife only arrived two days ago. She says she's glad she's here, at least she knows John's safe. I wonder how he feels?
I don't think anyone's mind will be on intimate matters. In this situation, psychologists might say our instincts are for survival. That is in God's hands. May he smile upon us this day.
The major events of the day, were the sounds of a couple Iraqi jets flying low over the city. John saw them when he was out. They bombed something. When I was on the roof, I watched three helicopters coming off the horizon in the west. I yelled for everyone to come up. By the time I looked back, I could now count eleven choppers. What a sight, coming right at us. More were coming, and then they veered south. They were on a mission. The airport! They were circling something off in that direction. Ricky (a Filipino that worked for Bob), said he counted 26 choppers. There were sounds of explosions. They circled like vultures. They broke off and headed toward us once again. I was worried that they were going to bomb the city. I guess not. They turned and headed back from where they came. We are definitely under siege.
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This blog is a publication of the daily journal which I wrote while living in hiding in Kuwait during the 1990 Iraqi invasion. I was in Kuwait on business as a defense contractor, and my two week trip turned into a 4-1/2 month ordeal.
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