It is 1630, Saturday afternoon, and I’m sitting in my 7′X8′ room, NATO Camp KAIA, Kabul, trying to decide whether I have anything worth adding to the site. All I can think of at the moment is that six days from now, I’ll be seeing Danny and his mother in Beijing. I am excited about the visit more than I care to say. It’s been eight months since Danny left Tennessee for his adventure in China, and it seems to me that he’s had one after another, with a few more fothcoming before his return sometime in June. It is soon six months away from home for me, and I’m afraid my experiences during that time do not compare, and are not likely to. My flight to Dubai is Thursday, and then on to Beijing for our reunion.
