Heart-Wrenching
He approached our patrol carrying a very large sack.
Men further down the street were watching us.
I feared a concealed explosive device.
One to be remotely detonated.
But instead of killing this little boy…
I told him to stop and took this picture…
That if my memory card survived…
Someone would have seen…
The face of a little boy…
Who had killed me.
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I just explained the story behind this picture to my daughter.
I continue to be intrigued by you and your actions. Our first and foremost instincts are to protect ourselves. You chose the road less taken and took a chance. Wow.
my brother read this post, and he told me that he probably would have shot the kid… after taking the picture, i motioned for him to go around our patrol. all is well that ends well.