Friday, June 29, 2018

First Paragraph

It is now thirty-five years since I climbed a fence to pick a poppy in an English meadow on which lay the mists of an August morning. The memory of that poppy prompts some questions that are urgent now though they did not seem even relevant thirty-five years ago.

- The Fall of Fortresses: A Personal Account of One of the Most Daring - and Deadly - Air Battles of the Second World War by Elmer Bendiner [published in 1981]

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