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Could it really have happened here? Did a bomb disturb the tranquillity of this leafy avenue? Is it possible a Nazi warplane fell in flames upon these flats? Can a rocket from the stratosphere have fallen on those semi-detached suburban homes?
To the casual observer there seems little to evoke the dark years between 1939-1945. Visually the scars have all but healed, with little or no sign of the devastation that once prevailed. It is all to easy to pass by the site of a direct hit, in ignorance of the tragedy and sorrow it entailed. In one blinding flash, three generations lost and a family tree truncated forever. For those fated to lose a limb or their sight the results were all too permanent and would have to be borne to the grave. Scars to the mind, engraved by the horror of war, could be just as long lasting. How many nightmares, even today, still revert to events of half a century ago?
This is a record of one borough's ordeal, and the effect one man had upon it.1
1 From the Introduction.
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