
There are books that tell of a life lived. This is one of those books. You leave it feeling like you‘ve lived alongside the character as the young become old. There is some loss and there is some gain, but not enough to feel either tragic nor triumphant. It doesn‘t even feel like there is a plot as much as time just passing by. Even the backdrop of the war, just drums along in the background, as an unavoidable part of life.


























































