Restrepo Wins The Emmy

I knew it had been nominated, knew the date and location. But I couldn't bring myself to focus too much on the awards after our loss at the Oscars. So late tonight, I got word: we won.
It's wonderful, quietly victorious and bittersweet. The PR team did so much work last year in a short amount of time. We coalesced into a permanent bond --which has been made even more so after Tim was killed.

The week after he died, he and Sebastian were due to be honored by the IAVA in Hollywood. Laura, and I didn't want him to go along. Neither did Dan Richardson, a Battle Company soldier. So we met up with him, and the four of us followed each other around all night, as like ducks in a row, or as Dan said, "My little fire team."

I'm blogging a lot at the WarRereat.Org site that I set up to accomodate the War Photographers' Retreat. I've got two great posts up today about Tim. It's a departure from what we usually do (talk about trauma-sensitive yoga, PTSD, etc etc), but Tim will always be a presence. Check out our logo, and see if you can find his name.