1995: Gorazde

📌 Lesson: Survival isn't luck. It's the will to defend, a geography that favors the brave, and a world that finally watches.

In the summer of 1995, while the world’s eyes were fixed on Srebrenica and Sarajevo, the small Drina River city of Goražde faced its own Armageddon.

What strikes me about Goražde '95 isn't just the horror. It's the defiance. Even as the noose tightened, they built a hospital underground. They printed their own currency. They refused to leave. gorazde 1995

When the world finally sent planes (not troops, just planes), the Serb tanks pulled back. Goražde breathed.

We talk about the wars of the 1990s as a tragedy of inaction. Goražde is the exception that proves the rule: 📌 Lesson: Survival isn't luck

While Srebrenica fell, Goražde fought. Surrounded, shelled, and starved—this Drina River city survived the worst of the Bosnian War.

Today, the Drina flows green again. But every bridge in town is a memorial. What strikes me about Goražde '95 isn't just the horror

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.

July 1995. The hills around Goražde were on fire.