| Monday, February 11, 2013, 8:34:52 PM |
There's History, with a capital letter. The stuff you learn in school or read about in books. And then there's history, with a small letter, the individual stories that so often are forgotten. I'm reading history right now: my grandfather's account of his 18-day military campaign, trying to stop the German invasion. Or, more realistically, trying to delay it as much as possible. May 1940; he was 22 at the time. At 22 I was studying at university, not a care in the world except love troubles and exams; he was living the beginning of World War II. |
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