Really enjoyed visiting with my nephew and his family. His baby looks just like him, and is the cutest child I've ever see. They should be at his new assignment today. I heard again from the Locums group. There is a glitch, of course. Because I applied for a F/T position with the VA in another city, the TX deal has been slowed. Apparently, I have to get into the VA-TX system, and they can't enter me into their system while I have an open file in another VA system. GEEZ! I worked a couple days at the private prison, and some lovely, very responsible person, on Hwy 10, did not tie down their truck junk. It flew out into oncoming traffic. People in front of me were able to swerve. I tried to, but there was a concrete blockade to the left and another vehicle on the right. Moving to the left would have killed me. Moving to the right could have killed others. The responsible person's junk hit me head on, and flew into traffic behind me. I was thankfully, not hurt, but my car is messed up. No internal damage, cosmetic only. I am grateful to be alive! Picked up some historical items from the Vets For Freedom event I attended last week. Watched the DVD, "The Hunt and Capture of Saddam" by LtCol Steve Russell. Read "House to House" by SSgt David Bellavia, about his team's efforts in the capture of Fallujah. It is a horrific story about numerous booby traps, and a drugged up enemy. I was under the impression that "Allahu" was against the use of drugs, but obviously, the extremists can do whatever they want, and Allahu approves. And I think about the emotional trauma our patriots have been through. Through my years of work with PTSD, I have come to realize that our soldiers will never recovery, never be able to completely relate to the people they love, never feel successful in a different career. They will re-live the horrors of war the rest of their lives.