A friend of a friend (Jay's best friend and Asta's cousin), gave T this cool Norwegian tank operator's helmet several years back. T must have only been a couple of years old so his interest was minimal but it sat on his shelf in his room. Recently, he's developed a huge interest in the helmet and war (like every boy). Yesterday, he composed this message to John who is out there in Afghanistan right now. I apologize for the echos but he was running around with it in our basement (under renovation) and without the furniture, rugs, flooring, etc. it has a major echo. I hope you can still understand his message.
