Articles tagged World War 2:
My Dad was nine when the Second World War broke out. For him, the war defined his whole life. He was 15 when it ended. To the day he died, two years ago he devoured every programme he can watch about it. His TV was permanently tuned to the History Channel or the Discovery Chan...
My Dad turns 81 next month. He was nine when the Second World War broke out. For him, the war defined his who life. He was 15 when it ended. To this day he devours every programme he can watch about it. My parents' TV is permanently tuned to the History Channel or the Discover...
Back in 1984 I visited Dachau. I took my mother and sister. And it was true what they said: the birds really didn't sing there. It was a profoundly moving experience. My mother couldn't wait to leave and hated it. In 1990, just after the reunification of Germany, I drove to Bu...