I hope he slots a bunch of floppies....
Its kind of weird. I will get a text message in the middle of the night telling the locals are tossing mortar rounds at them...but they keep missing and hitting their own people.
He facetimes with my daughter all of the time.
My MIL remembers sending her husband off to WWII in 1942 and not seeing him for 3 years. And only hearing his voice as he was about to get on a ship to go to Africa.
Its a new way to go “to War.”