Monday, Mosul Iraq

"“Maybe they feelin’ froggy,” answered another.

Near the edge of the base, a mushroom cloud was drifting away, and more black smoke began rising; a fire was born. The explosion had not been a nearby rocket, but a car bomb. The blast killed at least four Iraqi Policemen, and at least five civilians, including a 12 year-old kid, practically on our doorstep. The terrorists had attacked an Iraqi humanitarian convoy hauling assistance from Baghdad to Tal Afar, near the Syrian border. Such is daily life here, where progress is measured while the flesh and blood of the newly dead dries on the pavement.

But that was Tuesday—a day of fighting—and I was in the middle of only a small part. Monday's happenings I followed with my boots on."
Michael Yon

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