Late in 2022, I was driving to visit our friends in the outskirts of Kyiv. As I neared their house in a more residential area, I watched as, ahead of me, about 30 kids crossed at the crosswalk. This was the middle of a school day, so I was immediately curious what they were doing. As I watched, they joined 50-100 people who lined the side of the road. Some had Ukrainian flags, some had flowers. It was a somber group. Something was happening, though I didn’t yet know what. The light turned green, and I drove forward along the crowd with the other cars. We kept our speed down. As I approached the end of the line of people, I saw two things. A police car came around the corner, driving slowly with lights flashing. Behind the police car was a military personnel vehicle with flags flying on both sides. At the same time, on my side of the road, at the end of the line I saw a man in the crowd step forward and throw a sm...
Sharing stories of our friends as they live through Russia's war.