Martin, the 6 y.o. Czech local. It was his first time away from home so he cried often. Court and I took him under our wing plus drawing tanks for him really turned him around. Although we could not speak to each other due to the language barrier, we had no problem communicating. Too bad since he apparently shared my passion for WWII. Ended up being the sweetest kid. Oh yeah, and has a thing for Hitler. C. thinks she and I are safe since I will be designing tanks for him during his future reign.
8 mile, son.