Hiking Trails on Okinawa - I realized that the only places I know to go for a walk are Hiji Falls (by reputation) and the oh-so-tame Kurashiki Dam. So I googled it for you. The directions are all a little vague and prettymuch everything is up past Nago, but, you know...that's Okinawa for you!
Raiding a Brothel in India - Ah, the ever-increasing hipness of Fighting Human Trafficking. (The pro-life movement is so '90s.) I'm just glad it's a good cause. A good article on said topic.
Hymns for a Kid's Heart - This is on our wishlist, grandparents! Thanks to V for pointing it out.
Afghan Soldiers Ran... - Just a taste of the sort of thing our guys deal with all the time over there.
The Photographs of Chris Hondros - On a related note. I think I love this type of photography because it's not about art (though it can be beautiful), it's not about being technically perfect (though it often is), but it's about the people. And not people as in "look at how beautiful my toddler is" (although she IS, isn't she?) but people as in: Here is a story about these people with no words. With too many words. With words you can't bring yourself to say. With words we've said over and over again. Sometimes the concept of photojournalism bugs me because I'm more drawn to helping the wounded person than to being the person taking a picture of the wounded person (and, like many a military wife, it irks me when journalists are heaped with attention if they're killed while soldiers' deaths are buried beneath Palinisms, Weinergate, and the usual pop tarts). But when I think about it, I realize that there is a lot of value in recording these people's stories. Some are called to be soldiers, some are called to be doctors, some are called to be historians.