The heat of war

‘In the burnt earth I lay weeping, I had lost all my humanity. In the scorched earth, like a wounded animal, wondering where was my life and the person I used to be.’ I wrote that song years after 1974 when angry emotions had cooled and common sense took over, a song of reconciliation.

Families with men serving during the invasion know what army life was back then. Uniforms were stiff as canvas until several washes made them compatible with the human body. Boots were big and heavy, so were socks.