Issue 13 | Winter 2013

Kwansaba for a Wounded Warrior

Colin laughs and says he hasn’t met
his wife yet among the nurses at
Brooke Army Medical Center. “In Kunar, when
we were kicking off, and those hajjis
were flaming up the road, I wished
for any girl. But I’ll tell you—
that was the baddest show on earth.”

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