Today, the Drina flows green again. But every bridge in town is a memorial.
Today, Goražde is a quiet, rebuilt city. But the bullet holes on its riverfront buildings still whisper the story of the summer of '95—when a small town refused to become a footnote in genocide. gorazde 1995
July 1995. The hills around Goražde were on fire. Today, the Drina flows green again
#Gorazde1995 #BosnianWar #Siege #NeverForget #History Goražde is a quiet
By July '95, Bosnian Serb forces wanted to "cleanse" it. But NATO bombs finally fell. The siege broke.
I’ve stared at the photos from that summer—men with rifles older than their fathers, women lining up for water under sniper fire. The UN called Goražde a "Safe Area." But there is no safety in a cauldron.