As I go through my scribbled notes I can recall with great detail the images I saw. I felt a connection with such photos not only because they showed young man my age but also they so accurately depicted scenes in which I had read or learned about. To me it showed war was nothing new; it is occurs in many points in history and across all different continents, cultures, and backgrounds. War brought about such powerful emotions in the subjects of the pictures I began to rethink and feel that I really could not relate these photographs. What did I know about charging a beach or hopping over trenches or hacking through a jungle or being faced with death or watching comrades die or being imprisoned or finally returning home? In all honesty I did not and had not experienced anything comparable but that is why I think these photographs are so powerful. They capture such strong emotions that can only be brought in under the circumstances of war like the joy a soldier feels when he gets off the plane and returns home or the jubilation when he is freed from imprisonment or the fear when he faces execution or the melancholy look of a parent who has lost his or her child. As hard as they may be to witness, I believe we have a duty to see the reality of conflict and at least try to comprehend those indescribable sentiments only those touched by war know.