Drew Peterson, a U.S. Air Force veteran of the war
in Afghanistan, at
the Ukrainian fort in Marinka. (Photo: Nolan Peterson/The Daily Signal)
the Ukrainian fort in Marinka. (Photo: Nolan Peterson/The Daily Signal)
By Nolan Perterson
MARINKA, Ukraine—In the night I wake
with a start to the sounds of artillery and gunfire. The shelling is loud
enough and close enough to shake the walls.
A stir from the body lying next to me. I
look over at my brother, Drew, sleeping there. Both of us cocooned in our
sleeping bags.
Above our bunk, Kalashnikovs, body
armor, and grenades hang from the walls beside Ukrainian flags. On the table
next to us, letters from the families of Ukrainian soldiers alongside bullets
and grenades.
Ukrainian soldiers sleep in the room
too, but I’m only aware of my brother’s breathing.
There’s a smell of burning wood and
dust. A furnace heats this small room. We’re on the top floor of an abandoned
building the Ukrainian army’s 92nd Mechanized Brigade has made into a fort in
the embattled front-line town of Marinka.
The shelling rumbles through the brick
and concrete walls. A sound of dust spilling like a waterfall while the windows
creak from the cold winter wind outside.
I think back to when Drew and I were
boys. I imagine these are the sounds of a Florida thunderstorm, and my brother
and I—now 30 and 34, respectively—are sleeping in a fort constructed of
pillows.
Then the hard metal snarl of a machine
gun nearby. Reality.
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Source: The Daily Signal
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