Peace is a concept that has changed dramatically for me since experiencing the war here. It's something I believed in a very idealistic way. It's something I believe in now, even more so, in a very realistic way. Peace for me isn't the absence of war, the rumors of war, or the threat of war. What it is, for me, is a state of being. Yet 'peacetime' here has given me a schooling of sorts. Peacetime can be harder than wartime. The initial transition from war to peace was easy, I think. It was jubilation..until it wasn't. If post-war is peace, then that is what this section is about. Our triumphs and tribulations from Dayton until today. The good, the bad, the ugly.

January 15, 2013

This was supposed to be a continuation of a family's reunion. That was my intention. But it's gonna have to wait another day I'm afraid. Something else came to mind. And continues to do so. So I will go with the proverbial flow. Newtown. The name doesn't seem to want to leave. Sometimes it's replaced […]

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December 23, 2012
Bang,'re dead.

I never usually have to ponder much the topic of a blog. It simply comes in its own time, leaving me to run to the laptop and release. I'm fighting it a bit today. The only thing that consistently comes to mind at the moment is guns. I don't want to write about guns right […]

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December 20, 2012

The Dayton Peace Accords were crafted on Air Force base in Ohio. In Sarajevo, Dayton is either a cafe or a butcher's shop.

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