A vágy medencéi

It's funny how the everyday existence that we take for granted can just come crashing down in the blink of an eye.

It was only four years ago that I was living in the same house I was born in and working at the same mill as my father.

The day that letter came posting me overseas was the last day that my life would be comfortable.

Two months later I was in the trenches of Europe fighting side by side with the French resistance.

When the war was over, I couldn't wait to go back to the safety and security of my home.