Every war has a big story and thousands of little stories. The little stories are
Mrs. Dagmar Davis
where the human action takes place: the terror, the moments of hope; the heartbreak, the acts of kindness; loyalty, betrayal; courage, cowardice; hard, endless work, stiff upper lips, pain that is still felt, and pain that can no longer be felt. The little stories are the important ones, ultimately. Here is one of those stories, from World War II, told by Mrs. Dagmar Davis of Wilmington.
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This was fascinating, thanks for doing the interview.
I’m going to try and use the word “geeicht” in a casual conversation at some point.