1968. My first morning in Afghanistan. Looking out my hotel window and I see girls on their way to school. The view from the window would be different today. wja 15 Aug 2021
Waiting. Thinking. Sometimes Writing
1968. My first morning in Afghanistan. Looking out my hotel window and I see girls on their way to school. The view from the window would be different today. wja 15 Aug 2021
Waiting For Charlemagne 