Did my kid draw that?

This is a picture that my son, Jason, drew when we lived in Iran during the Islamic Revolution of 1978-79. He was eight the time. Seems like the picture was drawn quickly. If you look closely, you’ll see that Jason drew himself into the scene. He’s peeking out a window. I recall putting laundry in his drawer, and coming across several pictures like this. (Now I’m paying close attention to what’s happening between the “Red Shirts” and the “Yellow Shirts” in Bangkok, where Jason lives with his wife and two children.) Enough to give a mother nightmares, but such is life.