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Epiloge

After all these years I have finally put my book on my computer all the truths not fiction and I thank 
anyone who has read it, I was not a mercenary, a dog of war, a soldier of fortune or a war criminal just an ordinary soldier who came to help, 
I have left Paula and thank her for all her help and support, I continued in the army by driving ammunition lorries from Osijek to Bih, through Karlovac and along the coast to Neum where our base was in the Hotel Neum. From there we drove ammunition to Morstar, Tomislav Grad and Gorni Vakuf. After three months I returned to Dakovo with no real job in the army, all I had was nightmares and because I had been wounded twice and was now diagnosed with PTSP I took my pension and left the army not knowing what the future held for me but it turned out for the best. Now I am married with three great children, two girls and a boy and most of all a kind, understanding and beautiful wife for the last twenty seven years. Although I still think about the war the nightmares are less frequent and I sleep fairly well. Our children have jobs and one is in college, the girls have boyfriends and our son works abroad. I try to do right by everyone but sometimes life doesn't go as you want it to but that's life for you, I am just waiting for all my loans and mortgage to finish and then my wife will have what she wants, improve the house so that our children will have something to look forward to. Over the years people have died all those in the army, my wife's father who was a good friend to me, my father and my brother in law and many others that I knew and loved my mother is still alive in her nineties and I speak to her once in a while because she's not so good on the computer the same as myself. The country that I came to help is completely free and democratic, not financially great but slowly we're getting there. My beloved Osijek is growing and the old buildings are still there as are the parks and the river Drava. In a way I think to myself that I helped in my small way and I'm happy about that. We live in a small village about as big as Laslovo and we're fairly happy here although it's too far from my wife's mother which my wife isn't too happy about but we make the most of it. I started this blog mainly because of my book but I will still keep it up and running because I still have a lot to say and maybe people will read and comment. All I've got to say in this epiloge is thank you Croatia for giving me a life with a future and it's people for giving me a chance of a new life away from any more war's and for a country that I love and will never leave. Thank you Croatia for giving me this last opportunity I will try and make the most of it. 

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