Robert McNamara Died
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It's a shame that even a week later, his death will still be overshadowed by the death of Michael Jackson. McNamara's story is a genuine tragedy, a painful, gut-wrenching real life horror story as opposed to a garish tabloid tranwreck.
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Israel, pt. 10He woke up smelling her hair. He roused her gently, saying that he wanted to reach Krakow by noon. Nora smiled at him, her tangled hair framing her face. As he got dressed, she told him about visiting Krakow as a little girl when her father would lecture there. Kurt said that with any luck, they would get an overnight train and that they’d be in Warsaw tomorrow morning. Kurt went over the plan in his head as he dressed himself. “I’ll be back soon,” he said as he stepped out the door. He looked back at Nora, she was sitting on the bedIsrael, pt. 10
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Israel, pt. 9The evacuation began in January. Kurt was kept very busy overseeing the day-long loading of trains. He knew they couldn’t leave right away- Nora had to disappear at just the right time for it to go unnoticed. He wasn’t able to see Nora, and nerves kept him fitfully awake at night. He was sick with longing for her. They were so close to their freedom, yet still it remained far enough away to mock him. He still didn’t know what exactly was in front of him, but he kept his eager eyes open. He was ready for anything that God could present him and Nora withIsrael, pt. 9
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Israel, pt. 8Kurt found himself wandering through his orders lost in a marvelous haze of his fantasies. Kurt thought of Nora and saw them both in white, standing outside beneath a canopy and reciting the prayers he’d learned. His duties had him overseeing the building of a new air-raid bunker, but his head was filled with images of a home being built somewhere. He saw children’s feet running across its floors, heard voices ringing out in German, or Polish, of English or it really didn’t matter, until, finally, he heard the voices in Yiddish.Israel, pt. 8
One hot afternoon the shriek of the air ra
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