a bit different

I've sent an email around today with pics from troops, they were a bit different, no worse, they were human. This special one here I just couldn't forget. How old is he... twenty... nineteen?

It reminds me of my mate (ok let's face it: shag) Kyle who came back from Iraq in one piece and alive, and his cousin Robin (I love to bits) who's just about to finish his basic training and will be sent somewhere soon. They're 21 and 22, and they're kids. You wouldn't send your son to war, would you? Would you??