In early spring of 1945, I was 10 1/2 years old and the atmosphere in the little village was thick with uncertainty and fear. We knew change was coming, but we were not sure if it was for the better. And change did come...in the form of the Soviet army. The Nazi's had all fled in a western direction, and the population of my small village was free to breathe, speak and hope. And so it shall be in this village. This time it will be David Israel that is going to give this village the oxygen to breathe, speak of freedom and legalities, and hope for a peaceful harmonious surrounding.
Evil cannot survive where good people dwell.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
It's dejavu all over again
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2 comments:
are you freakin crazy what kind of comparison are you making then and now to! get a grip on reality.
To anonymous 9:02,
You're just too dumb to get it.
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