The boys of my neighborhood dreamed of escaping middle Texas. We wanted to see some exotic land, such as Kansas or the Sooner State. Simple rules seeped by osmosis into our unformed brains. At our most eloquent, we said, “Fair is fair.” We played vicious games: no television, few radios, no soccer, no Little League.
At Siegen, a single Panzer halts Allied ammo convoy for 30 minutes Speak English, soldier boy, she said, your German is atrocious. I want no compliments from you. Some American shot my brother; I haven’t heard from him for months. I waved you over here because I want an American son