tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950924071957988310.post6813196052183008332..comments2023-10-02T15:17:53.960+01:00Comments on West Pier Words: Alone in BerlinDOThttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00719312854612984929noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950924071957988310.post-6647319201303606862011-06-17T22:22:57.030+01:002011-06-17T22:22:57.030+01:00I am not too sure of the definition of ordinary. M...I am not too sure of the definition of ordinary. My Dad was a Japanese POW and told me those he expected the most of would fail and, equivalently, those he expected the least of arose. Who am I to judge his expectations or anyone else's under extreme duress? <br /><br />This is why I am endlessly fascinated by books like Alone in Berlin. I pit my father's proven courage against my untested quality. (I always lose.)DOThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00719312854612984929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950924071957988310.post-34035716436588055092011-06-17T20:15:25.257+01:002011-06-17T20:15:25.257+01:00You find myself..... hmmmm.
Great book, but horri...You find myself..... hmmmm.<br /><br />Great book, but horribly tense throughout. As you say, it's a testament to the inner strength of the ordinary man and woman, but also a warning of the craven weakness of the rest of us.Kingsdownerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12127225013640474483noreply@blogger.com