Wear your winter boots on the hottest summer day

Arijana Ramic
6 min readDec 18, 2022
My dad’s neighborhood in Bosnia. Rizvanovici, 2022

My dad always had good taste in shoes. He goes for quality over quantity. He’s particular. He likes a classic shape and won’t buy a shoe unless it’s just right.

But, if we’re going to talk about my dad’s shoes, we have to talk about the war that happened in Bosnia in the 90s. Allow me to explain.

This year, December 18th marks 30 years since my dad was released from the concentration camps in Bosnia.

It’s a day I wish my family didn’t have to celebrate. It’s weird to even use that word because the way we ‘celebrate’ feels less like a confetti cannon and more like a deep sigh of relief.

My dad was in two concentration camps during the war. Strangely, he’s considered one of the lucky ones. I’m grateful he survived but I will forever struggle to understand how living with lifelong trauma makes you one of the favored.

The day my dad was taken to the camps could have been a day like any other. The war in Bosnia was getting worse by the day but people were still trying to live their lives.

Sometimes people would gather in each other's homes to share what little food they had and what little information they had heard in passing whispers. Being scared with your friends is better than being scared alone.

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Arijana Ramic

Arijana Ramic is a Seattle based standup comedian. You can find her musings on twitter (@arijanaramic) and short videos on the Aisha and Arijana FB page.