Remembering Iraq
With the official end to combat in Iraq today I thought it would be appropriate to post a few photos from the brief time I spent there. I went there with no expectations, no biases, and an open mind. I spent time in homes, eating meals, and hearing stories from all walks of life- Christians, Muslims, Modernists, Sunnis, Shiites, Kurds, Deputies, Secret Agents, Sheiks, the rich, and the poor. Whether the war that “officially” wrapped up tonight with the President’s speech was “wrong” or “right,” Iraq is home to people-people like you and me. Children, mothers, fathers, and grandparents. Some individuals I spoke to fought for Saddam because that is what they had to do to feed their children. Others cheered in the streets because they were freed from his tyranny. Still others rolled their eyes and spoke matter-of-factly about the U.S.’s desire for oil. We will for years be processing the War in Iraq, remembering the lives lost, and the life given. I will personally always remember the time spent there and the stories I heard. You can read some more from my trip in my archives or my Iraq Gallery on my website. Below are a few photos from that trip that do not do justice to the beauty that are the Iraqi people.
Sunset in Iraq.
Two children waiting for class to start. Somewhere between Mosul and Sulaymaniyah.
My friend walking home in the rain. Blood in the street. The contrast goes well beyond the image.
A lone rose sprouting from the concrete ruins of a gated prison where many were tortured by Saddam. A symbol to me of the Iraqi people now after the war.
Satellites were nowhere to be found during Saddam’s reign. A view from a rooftop now reveals at least one on every roof for as far as you can see.
The future of Iraq.
All photographs in this post ©photography by Chad Cress shot for Discover The Journey.
































































































































































