Continued privations at the end of the war made comments like,
“You’d never think we were the victors,” commonplace on the rubble-filled streets and in the empty shops.
Continued privations at the end of the war made comments like,
“You’d never think we were the victors,” commonplace on the rubble-filled streets and in the empty shops.
I scrawled across my postcards from Rome, “Nothing’s changed!” It was supposed to be a joke because there’s not a…