On August 17, 2007, I narrowly evaded having a 107mm rocket land on my toes. A split-second decision to run left rather than right took me away rather than towards the point of impact. I almost made it to the shelter before the blast hit me and pelted my head and back with concrete chunks
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I finally remembered his name, a couple days later; Thomason. But it took me nearly a week of intense effort to remember the name of a guy I knew that closely. The names of other people? Even harder.
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