![]() In 1940-1941, journalist William Lindsay White traveled to England about a U.S. The book is more poignant because it is written as the horrific bombing occurs there is no perspective that the British will win or that America will get in the war. Bill White also loves and admires the British people, especially their ability to keep their lips stiff and upper as P.G. ![]() The writing is extraordinary because he provides such a sense of immediacy of what it is like to be in the streets after the bombs fell, when all of London is blazing pink to be out trawling for mines off the White Cliffs of Dover or what it would be like to be Butt-End Charlie in a bomber. Bill White tells us what he saw, how he felt, how he slept, and what he ate (even during the bombings). This is the kind of book we should read in school. Rather, it is a war correspondent’s dispatches to America during the Blitz. The book has little in it about Margaret. I’ve never been able to finish the movie A Journey for Margaret that I started one afternoon on TCM, but I was so taken by the scenes I had watched, that I searched out the book (out of print) by Bill White. ![]()
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