The trail behind me is littered with failure. We’ll see about the trail before me.
Monthly Archives: November 2016
March, 1945. A war-ravaged continent, a bridge called Ludendorff, and a town called Remagen. Die-hard patches of snow littered the ground here and there. Months before, the German Wehrmacht launched a daring winter offensive, nearly negating the hard-fought Allied gains … Continue reading
The shelves are almost up. Really. One way or another this room is going to be completed by Thanksgiving. In the meantime, the de-humidifier is running nearly 24 hours a day down in the basement, otherwise the books will just … Continue reading