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public protest, in Berlin, in 1943, of the German ("Aryan") women married with Jews against their deportation to the East. A notable history of resistance and courage that saved the life of some seventeen hundred jews by preventing their deportation and by forcing the Nazi leadership to return to Germany a few that had been already deported to Auchwitz.
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Perhaps, you will not come away liking Forrest, but you cannot doubt his sheer genius, his driven power and his ability to spur men to match his dedication and willingness to give all - just as Wallace did.
There are many books that give interesting views of Forrest, but I hold a special spot in my respect for this book, for unlike the others that were written with the distance of time and careful study, this was written by John Allan Wyeth - a surgeon who died in 1922. Wyeth served as a private in the Confederate army until his capture two weeks after Chickamauga. This was written by a man who lived through the war, not an arm chair historian. So his view is unique, more vivid than any other writer or biographer on Forrest. The text is base almost solely on accounts of military papers and records and the people who knew Forrest personally.
So if you have come searching for information on Nathan Bedford Forrest, you collection MUST have a copy of this work.
Motivational interest in this subject for me lies in the fact that a Great grandfather was a member of the Kentucky Brigade under service with Gen. Forrest in several of his most famous battles, i.e.- Tishomingo Creek (Brice's Cross Roads). This book was the first I'd read concerning Gen. Forrest's life and career. Since then I've read and studied much concerning Gen. Forrest, even travelling to some of the battlegrounds associated with his military campaigns. I think that Allen Wyeth treated the subject of Gen. Forrest with the respect and dignity due such a great man, without white-washing the controverial portions of his nature and career. He brings Gen. Forrest to life with startling clarity in this original account, full of subject material gleaned from actual eyewitnesses and other people from all walks of life who were acquainted with him. Enough time had gone by when the book was first published to gain an even better perspective on the life & career of this most remarkable soldier and man.
Truly the very nature of Gen. Nathan Bedford Forrest is emboided in this book by highlighting his well known theory put into practice that: "The time to whip the enemy is when they are running."
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One reason is the comeback of Leonard Gardner, who went to ground after his 1969 classic of a small-town boxing stable in the unforgettable "Fat City". Gardner's insights about the first Duran-Leonard bout in 1980 (page 115) are not all about Duran and Leonard: "'Mickey Walker was a drunk,' said (trainer Ray) Arcel. 'Jack Kearns made a drunk out of him. Tunney was a terrible drunk, too, after he retired. Disgusting. Liquor is a terrible thing.'".
Gardner probably did not really stop writing but the only thing of his I had - until now - read since "Fat City" was a short story called "Christ has Returned to Earth" which had little to do with boxing: "The girl behind the glass, who passed the hamburgers through an opening as small as the ticket hole in a box office, refused to speak to them, as it was generally known that certain advertisements pencilled on local walls, involving her name and phone number and a very low sum of money, were the work of Harry Ames. Advertising ran in Ames family; his father was proprietor of Neon Signs."
This "Book of Boxing" reaches back to to Homer and Virgil. It includes more modern classic names: from the pen of John Masefield come some rhyming couplets. This excerpt is about frenetic cornerwork as the seconds try and revive their man (page 227):
"They drove (a dodge that never fails)/ A pin beneath my finger nails./ They poured what seemed a running beck/ Of cold spring water down my neck;/ Jim with a lancet quick as flies/ Lowered the swellings round my eyes..."
Boxing has never lacked depths and this book plumbs plenty of them. Pathos as well. British writer Hugh McIlvanney recalls the sight of a much mocked heavyweight, Jack Bodell, turning up in the dressing room of the man who had just beaten him, Henry Cooper, in a 1970 British title bout (page 236): "He (Bodell) had two bottles of beer and was obviously in a mood to be sociable... in that strange moment, the mindless mocking of him seemed to amount to real cruelty. All of us hesitated, sensing he should have company, but Cooper had a party to host and with a last mumble of inadequate pleasantries we filed out, leaving the loser sitting alone in the winner's dressing room."
From depths to heights: Oscar is the son of a seamstress from the barrio of East Los Angeles, Cecilia De La Hoya. Oscar (page 179) has made it up the ladder and has taken on and beaten the best at light- and welterweight. But he has problems. He fits into the the country club golf scene a little too easily for his Latino constituency. He hasn't exactly forgotten the barrio but he refuses to accept the Mexican notion that a smashed nose, ridges of scar tissue and slurred speech are essential for sainthood. He even sacked one trainer, Carlos Ortiz, because the old champion's flattened snout reminded Oscar of the place he does not want to go to: Palookaville. Mark Kriegel writes that when De La Hoya visited his old high school, pupils threw eggs at him. That hurt.
Kriegel's story, "The Great Almost White Hope", ends at the golf course: "Then he (Oscar) gets in the tinted cockpit of his six-figure ride, the black BMW, to indulge his secret solitary extravagance: speed. Pedal hits the metal as he heads down Sunset, past all those brown-faced kids selling maps to the stars, putting all the distance he can between himself and Palookaville."
And Palookaville is exactly where Al Laney found Langford. The Boston Tar Baby, aged 57 (probably), was alone and forgotten in a dingy bedroom on 139th Street in Harlem one winter's day in January 1944 (page 186). He told Laney: "You tell my friends... I got a geetar and a bottle of gin and money in my pocket to buy Christmas dinner... Tell all my friends all about it and tell 'em I said God bless 'em." Trouble is, Sam's friends couldn't see him because they did not visit him. And if they had, Sam would not have been able to see them. He was blind. Less than two years later he was dead.
An anthology cannot get everything right. Jimmy Cannon's piece on Joe Louis is hyped as "as fine a tribute that has ever been paid to any fighter by any writer". It might have been if it had not spilled over into a sort of adolescent hero-worship.
W.C. Heinz, one of the book's two editors, takes the reader through "The Day Of The Fight". "'Graziano said: 'If I win the title, I'm gonna get drunk. You know what I mean by that?' 'Yeah,' Whitey (Bimstein, trainer) said. 'I know what you mean. You remind me of another fighter I had. He said if he won the title he'd get drunk. He won the title and he had one beer and was drunk.'"
Rocky Graziano weighed in for this 1946 middleweight title bout against Tony Zale at "the New York State building". Is that the New York State Office Building in Baxter Street? Non New Yorkers do not know. To someone who saw "Somebody up There Likes Me", the 1956 film which glorified Rocky and put Paul Newman on the cinema map, this might be important because that building is near where Rocky grew up. Heinz ends his story with surgical precision, just like the bout itself ended.
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Joe Portugal is a 40 something actor in commercials in Los Angeles who belongs to a club devoted to cacti and succulents. He has the good fortune to be somewhat successful in his career, live in a paid-for house courtesy of his father, and have a best friend (who happens to be female). He has the bad fortune to be be house, plant and bird sitting for the club president when he discovers her dead in the shower with a broken euphorbia stuffed down her throat. Police detective Casillas seems to think Joe knows a bit too much about the victim and type of murder weapon (the euphorbia sap is quite poisonous) and follows Joe about as more murders are committed. It doesn't help Joe's case that the rest of the euphorbia shows up in his greenhouse while the detective is interviewing him the next day.
What I liked most about the book was that no one was phony- even in Los Angeles, people can be normal. Joe wasn't a caricature, neither was Gina (the female friend), nor the police. They weren't supermen- able to take a pounding and then pop up fresh as a daisy ready to run up Mt Everest. Joe's dad is a retired (due to prison time) enforcer who worries about Joe and asks a friend to "watch over" him as Joe continues to investigate the killings. The interactions between characters was lively, funny and true. The situations that develop aren't forced- the coincidences aren't too far out. Maybe it's because I've been suffering thru some really bad fiction recently, I don't know; but this book is a prime example of really good writing, fascinating real characters you get to care about (oh that phrase!) and a story that plain sucks you in until you *have* to know what happens next and who did it. And, for the record, I didn't guess who did it before it was revealed. My guess died second in the book You will learn a great deal about cacti, euphorbias and poinsettias while reading the book. A wonderful botanical guide to the plants mentioned is included in the back of the book. Is this a cozy? hmmm, maybe. No animals die in the book- unless you include some wasps. I heartily recommend this book to anyone whoever tried to get a cactus to grow and hates wasps; and to anyone looking for a great read period!
The book doesn't really fit into either the hard-boiled or cozy category: Joe Portugal may be an amateur sleuth, but there's lots of action to keep things moving. Wait until you have some spare time, because you won't want to stop reading until you find out whodunit.
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The only weakness of this book is that it is difficult to keep up with who wrote what. I frequently found myself thumbing back several pages to try to place who exactly was sharing a personal story (Nathan or Wilson?).
If you are extremely Pentecostal or extremely anti-charismatic, you will probably disagree with the conclusions drawn in this book, but if you have an open mind, "Take up and read!"
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The central thesis of the book is that Hitler and Goebbels worry about the reaction of the Christian spouses led them to refuse to forcibly remove the Jewish spouse. They instead resorted to social pressure to force a divorce, so that the Jewish spouse could then easily be sent to the death camps. The social pressure was unsuccessful not because it was not intense, but because the Nazi's failed to give sufficient consideration to the bond between the spouses and the German antipathy toward divorce.
A central part of the story focuses on the attempt to round up the intermarried Jews in Berlin for transport to the camps. After the round up, but before their transport, they were housed in a building on Rosenstrasse. When word of this got back to the Christian spouses they surrounded the building and refused to leave until their husband or wife was freed. Amazingly, the Nazi's who murdered millions of Jews, Poles, Gypsies and others let thier prisoners go free. Goebbels reasoned that it was better to not force a confrontation with Christian Germans.
What is clear is that the Nazis were extremely concerned about German public opinion and were willing even to ignore their plans for the final solution where it ran counter to the public opinion of even a small part of Germany's populace. The "what if" relates to what would have happened if the greater part of Germany populace had taken the lessons of the Rosenstrasse Protest and attempted to stop the final solution. Certainly the conventional wisdom that they would have been ignored, or worse, must be rethought. In fact, the Rosenstrasse Protest was not an isolated incident, and numerous successful protests altered Nazi behavior. If more Germans, or the Vatican, had learned this simple lesson maybe millions of person would not have perished in the gas chambers of the death camps. It certainly puts to rest the excuse that there was nothing that cold have been done.
The book is very well researched and written. It is well worth reading.