tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597761046378693913.post5054143670294053076..comments2023-11-07T22:43:36.262-08:00Comments on Notes from the Ironbound: Breaking Point Or Crossroads?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597761046378693913.post-69266386919965392172016-07-06T12:12:50.509-07:002016-07-06T12:12:50.509-07:00When as a child I first learned about the Nazis an...When as a child I first learned about the Nazis and WW II, I would tell myself "Never again. While I breathe, never again." And I envisioned Nazi troops marching down the street as in the old newsreels from Paris, and me and my friends throwing bombs at them and shooting them and really letting them have it. As I got older and learned more about myself and the world, I adjusted that scene to being a resistance fighter. More years, experience, and reading passed, and now here we are. It is actually conceivable that Nazis (or their present-day form) might come marching down the main street of Benson (my little corner of Omaha) and now I wonder: What would I do? Am I courageous enough to do *anything*? <br /><br />It disturbs me greatly that I honestly do not know. My 7 year old self would be very, very disappointed in me.Terryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15805115670543125139noreply@blogger.com