Review
A very interesting book. It is a different view of the wartime events in Poland than seen in other books .... some provoking glimpses of the life of an an immigrant in the American industrial world. --
Andrew Nagorski, Newsweek, 1996
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From Prologue: The pandemonium of warfare had died down. Only an occasional burst of machine-gun fire, the crack of an isolated rifle shot, the vro - oo - oo - m of an exploding shell or grenade, disturbed the dark night. The acrid smell of burning ruins had become so normal that it no longer registered in the brain as being anything unusual. I shivered in my tattered clothes. The nights were getting chilly as September drew to a close. The remnants of a wall sheltered me from the wind as I peered through the darkness over the field of rubble towards the broad avenue and the dark silhouette of the B.G.K., the National Economy Bank, the closest German stronghold.......
Only fourteen remained of the original 180 that had started out with such high hopes to take Warsaw back from the Nazis just eight weeks ago, on August 1, 1944. Two were girls, one of them my bride of six weeks, half were wounded as I was. This tiny squad was the last defense position between the front line, 200 yards to my left in the ruins of the once elegant Cafe Club and the cinema Coliseum, and the battalion reserve in a half-ruined house 100 yards behind me.