Out of Poland

“Honestly, Ferdek, Europe is engulfed in madness. The wives I lunched with yesterday were beside themselves discussing correspondence from friends across Europe, of the boldness of Germans. I fear this is far from over. Are we going to avoid this mess? How much will our lives change, darling?” Gretta sipped her coffee and affectionately smiled at her husband of nearly thirty years.

“My darling wife, you have been my strength for so many years. Our children’s compassion comes from your influence.” Smiling with affection, Ferdek adds, “Our daughter, Patrycja, has the grace, beauty, and poise much like you possessed when we met. And Ferdek is so full of honor and determination for someone so young. I am proud he joined the military to fight for our country, but I’m glad to have him reassigned closer to home. I love the family we’ve created, but the madness you mention is approaching.

“We can only go so far with diplomacy. I am trying to negotiate. Getting support from our allies is our biggest challenge. You would think all Europeans would remember the devastation of the great war and avoid this fighting. I know the noise and combat are ripping across the continent. The lunatic Hitler wants the ultimate control, and his ego knows no bounds. You’re right; the times seem bleak with this test for humanity.