A few days ago, a gate into Mosul, Iraq was bombed, killing five people. About 25 miles away, another gate into the town of Tal-Afar heard nothing of it.

My brother was at the gate into Tal-Afar at the very moment the gate into Mosul was bombed.

Scary, isn't it? To think that the terrorists were to choose between two gates, and they unknowingly chose the one your relative wasn't at.

They could've even flipped a coin on the matter!

How would you feel if your very existence was in the hands of people trying to kill you and all that love you?

To be honest, I couldn't imagine a worse suffering.

Not entirely a depressing Blog Entry; More like one projecting luck.

So smile.