My darkest day in Afghanistan

What I saw 14 years ago in early April shook me and my faith in our mission in Afghanistan.

My squad drove to the hospital in Farah with our medics and Saima Wahab, our female, civilian, Afghan-American interpreter. We didn’t know much about the mission beyond handling security. While the others stayed outside to guard our Humvees, I escorted our medics and interpreter and was interested to see inside the hospital.