Dusan Nedelko
This is a very difficult post for me to write – but I realized that I needed to do it, because I believe that if it will lend help to another person, it will also help me.
On Thursday, February 18th, my doorbell rang. Walking to the front door, I saw a police officer standing there and a feeling of almost panic came over me. He asked me to identify myself and informed me that my son Dusan was lost...