Okay, I want to hear his story about the night of December 26th. Just tell him, tell the story the way he told it earlier.

Please tell us what happened on the night of December 26th.

At around 10 p.m. on the 26th of December there was an alert. The enemy's planes were coming to attack the city. I told the members of my family to take the first aid kit, some water and hand towels. In the first aid kit there were bandages, Mercurochrome and other necessary medicines for the administering of first aid. My wife carried the children to the shelter then. It was not until the second alert when I heard a lot of gunfire, that I entered the shelter.

There were thundering explosions. I was trembling and did not know what was really happening outside. I was really afraid that we would get a direct hit over the shelter. After the bombing, we climbed out of the shelter. I saw all the buildings around me in rubble and heard people screaming and crying. I told my wife and children to go downtown to the Sword Lake to get away from further bombing. But I remained to help out because there were so many people calling out for help.

I gathered about six or seven other men and we went to a public shelter that had been partially wrecked and tried to clear the air vent at once. Then we lifted the concrete slab covering the shelter and pulled out nineteen persons. Five persons were wounded and had to be taken to the hospital for emergency treatment. We continued to go from place to place to dig out the people caught in their shelters, people whom we heard screaming for help.

It was very dark that night, there was smoke everywhere and all the houses around us had collapsed, leaving a large empty space in the middle of this section of the city. Later on that night, electric generators were brought in to aid us in the search for the entrapped, the wounded and the dead. We piled the corpses on the pavements of the street. We worked on through that night, searching out the victims.

I want him to talk about what it was like during the bombing when he was in the shelter with his wife and children, and his wife holding the baby and the bombs falling nearby.

Could you tell us what it was like in the shelter when you were with your wife and children and your wife holding the baby?

Sorry. It was my fault. A couple guys talking. It’s my fault.

During the second alert, my family and I went into the shelter. Our baby was wrapped in a blanket and was held tightly by my wife. The bombs shook the shelter so my wife held the baby tightly. Sitting there in the shelter, not knowing whether you will be alive or dead, of course caused my older son to tremble with fear.

Okay. Tell the, tell the story.

Please give us more detail on how you felt when you first entered the shelter.

When my family entered the tunnel, the bombs were exploding nearby. So my children were trembling with fear. My wife had to hold on tightly to our baby. I was just sitting quietly there, not knowing whether we would come out of it alive or dead. When I got into the shelter, bombs were exploding very close by. The whole shelter shook.

How long did the bomb attack last? What were you feeling?

It's hard to describe.

When you were in the tunnel, how were you feeling when you saw your wife and children? What were you thinking about? How did your family react?

My wife held tightly on to our baby. I was sitting there wondering where the bombs were dropped, whether something happened to my house and whether the shelter in which we were sitting would get a direct hit or not. My house did get a direct hit as I learned afterwards. Sitting there in the shelter I did not know whether we would come out alive or not because the bombs really shook everything terribly.