There's a good companion book to "No birds sang" I think it was called my fathers son and it was all of the letters that he wrote home during his time in basic training, England and Italy during the war.
Old Mowat was quite the collector, getting his hands on a ton of german war equipment towards the end of the war.
He might be a bunny stroking tree hugger, but he's a great writer.
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My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
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