When I remember all war movies (Black Hawn Down recently) the modern life seems to become easier, in comparison. So, reading the short comment about WWII, I felt as a man forced to work and survive in the middle of a war, where you cannot think or worry 'bout your happiness but your trouble is just save your life and endure the horrors and pain!! Jups, these were scary thoughts, indeed. The last pics of VC inspired me these unchupi thoughts, despite the first were wonderful ones.
I know my grandfather was a "rojo" (the contemptuous name for the ppl on the side of the republic in our civil war), and he was affiliated to some organizations against the dictatorship. But he never took a gun. And my grandmother told me about the hungry years, where ppl needed "rationing cards" to buy some food.
The times have changed, indeed.
|ngenius (Reminding the past he never lived)