“Shells are exploding everywhere, and not far away, with short moments of calm; we take advantage to run… we return with hearts pounding to burrow into the trench. Each time a shell hisses by too low, I cling to the back of the cook’s helper, it makes me feel a little secure, and he turns around with a smile. The fact is that we’re all afraid.”
The world is watching with heavy hearts as Russia invades the sovereignty of Ukraine this week. I didn’t think I would ever be writing about current world events on this blog. It has never been my intention to do so. This blog is for our historical past, books, and my love of writing; however, in light of these events, what we are seeing is critical history unfolding before our eyes.