0830 hrs. Happy Anniversary! I love you, Carol. I think I dreamt about you again last night. The news this morning said that Iraqi soldiers were forcing Kuwaitis to tell them where westerners were living. We heard that yesterday, but also that it wasn't entirely true. We heard that the soldiers were knocking on doors and taking those that answered the doors, and not busting in on those places that didn't answer. This supposedly took place at an apartment complex, not at private residences like where we're at. Sylvie was supposed to be getting out, but it's reported that there are too many refugees in Jordan, that now she has to wait. We really screwed up by not trying to get out of here during the first few days. But the unknown risks seemed worse than staying put at the time. I don't think we realized that it would actually go on for very long. Now, It may go on for months. I think I might like to move to a different place, and get a weapon. I don't want to be a prisoner at a location that would be taken out if there is a confrontation. But I am not going to spend today being morbid. It's our anniversary. I love you. We've had, scratch that, we have the best marriage. I couldn't ask for any more. God has really blessed our lives together. Our love will be eternal. Time to take my shower. I haven't shaved for a while. This is an ugly situation, so I wanted to look ugly, and I do. But you know that inside, I'm not. And you and a few others, are all that matter to me. Later, love.
2025 hrs. Well, George is at the American Embassy. They are going to try to get him out as a dependent because of his heart medicine. They are leaving at three in the morning. I pray he makes it. I wrote you a note that he is carrying out. Hope it reaches you. Wished you a happy anniversary again. There's some explosions off in the distance right now. Big deal.
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