On the 18th of this month, in 1991, Vukovar fell after about three months of holding against an enemy so much more powerful, the defense was deemed impossible by others and the aggressor thought they would make great progress and take the town quickly. Three months Vukovar held the evil forces at bay, buying time for preparations.
The fall of Vukovar showed the inability and unwillingness of international forces of the Red cross and UN to stop the bloodshed. All remaining survivors, a great number of them civilians, were tortured and killed in the coming days, most of them two and three days after the fall on Ovčara.
Although it's a grim example, these people showed the greatest love for their homeland, for their town and for their compatriots that can be shown on this world. They put their lives on the Altar of Homeland and their sacrifice was not in vain. The war was won, despite every large nation not wanting Croatia to win and not wanting Yugoslavia to crumble. Those who cannot stand the truth are constantly trying to rewrite history, but they cannot wash the blood off their hands. No one can stop a Croat when he makes up his mind.
Vukovar was killed. Literally. It was practically turned to dust in the most horrific siege and the bloodiest massacre since Stalingrad. But from that dust he rose back. And today he lives. And that is the greatest miracle and proof that, in faith and love, miracles do happen.
I want to keep this memory alive. It must not be buried. We, Croats, can forgive, but we won't forget, and the forgiveness must be taken when offered, otherwise it's null. Vukovar will be paid for, on this world or the next one. And he will be kept in living memory for as long as Croat stands on his land and as long as he can hold his banner high.
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