War, What Is It Good For?: Remarkably Little
I was born on July 20, 1944, amid a vast global conflict already known as World War II. Though it ended with the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in August 1945 before I could say much more than "Mama" or "Dada," in some strange fashion, I grew up at war. Living in New York … Continue reading “War, What Is It Good For?: Remarkably Little”