
Prague, Czechoslovakia, Christmas Day, 1930. A little girl is born into a warm, educated Jewish family. Her father is a proud Czech. Her mother sings…
But I did not close it. I do not know why. curiosity maybe or desperation or perhaps God’s hand on my heart. Though I would…
They took me to a compound on the edge of the city. I had heard of this place. Everyone had heard of it. It was…
And their stories are just as important as mine. More important maybe because they were faithful unto death. They received the crown of life that…

At 11:27 on the morning of May 23rd, 1944, Technical Sergeant Van Baroot crouched behind a destroyed German ammunition truck near Corano, Italy, watching three…
The commander walked to the corner where one of the fighters had a laptop. They must have brought it specifically for this purpose. He inserted…
When I arrived in my new country, I will not say where for security reasons. I could not believe it was real. Women walked freely.…

At 9:47 a.m. on January 3rd, 1943, Staff Sergeant Alan McGee crouched inside the cramped ball turret beneath B17F number 4124620, tracking German fighter positions…
So this was acceptable. This was Islamic. This was right. I felt something break inside me that day. I felt angry. Truly angry. Not at…
They took me to a compound on the edge of the city. I had heard of this place. Everyone had heard of it. It was…
