(Photo, c. 1944, of my mother and aunt [left to right]: Martha Louise & Francis Elizabeth "Betty" de Sousa.)
Please know that I make no claim for being gifted in either music or poetry. I was just so overwhelmed by the beauty and potency of both arts, I couldn’t help but participate in them even it it only were just for the sheer joy of using my imagination. While both forms were deeply enjoyable at such levels of creation, they also had their daunting challenges.
I was raised by men and women of World War Two. I was, and still am, in awe of them. I am amazed at what they experienced, and at what terrible sacrifices they made to wage war abroad and at home, as well as the grievous times in which they lived. I feel a deep debt is owed to them as a result of what they faced, lost, accomplished and won . . .
Bascomb, Neal. Hunting Eichmann: How a Band of Survivors and a Young Spy Agency Chased Down the World’s most Notorious Nazi. Boston: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2009. Kindle file.
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