Not so wild a dream
Broadcasting from France was finished for me .. I could join the caravan of neutrals already making for the Spanish border and Lisbon and listen to their endless postmortems ..; or I could go to England. We knew, somehow, without inquiring, that England would continue to fight.
I thought I had reasoned myself away from all youthful feelings of kinship with England, but now England seemed intimate, understandable, and terribly important.
Eric Sevareid
Not So Wild a Dream
Knopf, 1946©
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