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April 21, 1938: A troop of Padvinders, Dutch-American Boy Scouts head up from Greenwich Village to Yorkville to sell cookies. It's a fundraiser to buy tickets to a Broadway show. Led by Mr. Minuet, who is mostly absent, they encounter boys who are members of the youth organization of the local Nazi organization, The German-American Bund. The day before, Hitler's birthday, a Bund rally was busted up by Jewish Gangsters, members of the Jewish Veterans of Foreign Wars. Yorkville, a neighborhood on Manhattan's Upper East Side, was a multi-ethnic neighborhood populated by Germans, Austrians, Hungarians, Czechs, and Jews from Central Europe. The German-American Bund tried to foster pro-Nazi ideas while pretending to be part of the American tradition. Although this story is fiction, many of the details in the book are historically accurate, such as the radio programs and some of the events referred to in the story.
Six American tourists, all recent high school graduates, are on a whirlwind, budget tour of Europe. They get lost at the Eiffel Tower. Their attempt to join up back up with their tour fails and they never get to Munich. Will they make it to Amsterdam in time for their flight home? Is their vacation ruined? It's 1985 and there are no cell phones to guide them. Will they fall in love? Will they get on each other's nerves? Will the tour guide be fired? Will they have the time of their lives?
In 1954, Chris Shaw was drafted into the US Army and then was stationed in Germany, near Heidelberg. An avid photographer, Chris brought along his camera and documented Germany, Salzburg, Austria, and Zurich, Switzerland. While there are tourist photos, Chris focused his camera more on every day life and the people around him.
The Biltmore is an alternative oral history about the futile attempts to develop a vacant, beachfront lot in Hermosa Beach, California over twenty years. In 1969, The Biltmore, a derelict hotel and the tallest building in Hermosa Beach was torn down. For some, the loss of such an iconic building marked the point at which Hermosa Beach was no longer a paradise. Many of us remember our childhoods fondly, perhaps the area we grew up in, including its buildings and businesses, more than our families. Many of the events in the book happened but the book is a work of fiction. Hermosa Beach went from being a town at the beach to a town of surfers living the dreams of all who loved Gidget, Beach Party movies, and surf music. That didn't last long as later in the 1960s it became a hippy paradise where it seemed that residents were required to own a Volkswagon Beetle. That didn't last long either and the town became a party town for single software and aerospace engineers. A small contingent of punks tried to stage a rebellion but that was short-lived as housing prices soared and modest houses were torn down and replaced with houses that strained the limits of the small lots.
There are many ways to look at love. It can be exciting and happy. It can be terrifying or tragic. Love can bind us or blind us. We may step into it, run with it, or run away from it. It is necessary and is always there even if it is absent. Ten Tales of Love offers ten stories of love but precious little Romance.
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On the Boston Common stands one of the great Civil War memorials, a magnificent bronze sculpture by Augustus Saint-Gaudens. It depicts the black soldiers of the Fifty-fourth Massachusetts Infantry marching alongside their young white commander, Colonel Robert Gould Shaw. When the philosopher William James dedicated the memorial in May 1897, he stirred the assembled crowd with these words: There they march, warm-blooded champions of a better day for man. There on horseback among them, in the very habit as he lived, sits the blue-eyed child of fortune.In this book Shaw speaks for himself with equal eloquence through nearly two hundred letters he wrote to his family and friends during the Civil War. The portrait that emerges is of a man more divided and complexthough no less heroicthan the Shaw depicted in the celebrated film Glory. The pampered son of wealthy Boston abolitionists, Shaw was no abolitionist himself, but he was among the first patriots to respond to Lincolns call for troops after the attack on Fort Sumter. After Cedar Mountain and Antietam, Shaw knew the carnage of war firsthand. Describing nightfall on the Antietam battlefield, he wrote, the crickets chirped, and the frogs croaked, just as if nothing unusual had happened all day long, and presently the stars came out bright, and we lay down among the dead, and slept soundly until daylight. There were twenty dead bodies within a rod of me.When Federal war aims shifted from an emphasis on restoring the Union to the higher goal of emancipation for four million slaves, Shaws mother pressured her son into accepting the command of the Norths vanguard black regiment, the Fifty-fourth Massachusetts. A paternalist who never fully reconciled his own prejudices about black inferiority, Shaw assumed the command with great reluctance. Yet, as he trained his recruits in Readville, Massachusetts, during the early months of 1963, he came to respect their pluck and dedication. There is not the least doubt, he wrote his mother, that we shall leave the state, with as good a regiment, as any that has marched.Despite such expressions of confidence, Shaw in fact continued to worry about how well his troops would perform under fire. The ultimate test came in South Carolina in July 1863, when the Fifty-fourth led a brave but ill-fated charge on Fort Wagner, at the approach to Charleston Harbor. As Shaw waved his sword and urged his men forward, an enemy bullet felled him on the forts parapet. A few hours later the Confederates dumped his body into a mass grave with the bodies of twenty of his men. Although the assault was a failure from a military standpoint, it proved the proposition to which Shaw had reluctantly dedicated himself when he took command of the Fifty-fourth: that black soldiers could indeed be fighting men. By years end, sixty new black regiments were being organized.A previous selection of Shaws correspondence was privately published by his family in 1864. For this volume, Russell Duncan has restored many passages omitted from the earlier edition and has provided detailed explanatory notes to the letters. In addition he has written a lengthy biographical essay that places the young colonel and his regiment in historical context.
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