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Preface

I wish to acknowledge with great appreciation two older cousins, Gladys and Les, who willingly raided their memory banks to provide me with their childhood impressions of what was happening in our small part of the world at the beginning of WWII.

This book could not have been written without the help of a generous woman friend who wishes to remain anonymous. She unstintingly shared her most intimate feelings and difficult experiences to help me flesh out some of the chapters I produced here.

I am grateful for the invaluable help and advice of Pamela McManus, along with her friendship, support, and encouragement as I worked toward the completion of this book.

I am indebted to my artistic friend, K. J. Elliot, who guided my cover choices to help me convey the capricious nature of life, in which our plans sometimes survive but are often replaced by fortunate gifts.

Last, but not least, my thanks and appreciation go to Philip Lansing, who read each chapter as I produced it, offering an occasional belly laugh or exclamation of surprise. His reactions and enthusiastic support kept me going and convinced that my little story actually had life!

I believe that everyone has a story. In this book I have interwoven the important contributions of others with some of my own personal experiences, mixed in an active imagination, and produced the resultant narrative of one woman’s life not viewed from a couch.

I would like to add that only the most unbelievable parts of what follows are probably true …