Yesterday my nephew Josh shipped out to Iraq. He's in the army and is going to be stationed just outside Baghdad in Sadr City. He'll be there for 18 months. Obviously, I hope he stays safe, but I also hope he'll get the chance to learn a lot from the experience, maybe get a chance to see life on this planet from another point of view. I have no idea how I would have handled being in such a situation at his young age. I give him a lot of credit for joining the military when he knew he'd almost certainly be going off to Iraq.