Lest We Forget

My main reason for writing WW1 and WW2 fiction is to help remind the next generations of the horrific lessons the world wars taught us. So we’ll never slide back into the dark days of our parents and (great)grandparents. Whether Jewish, homosexual, black, Sinti, Roma, weak-minded, female, resistance fighter, neutral, or even complacent to the wrong regime.
Could it happen again or have we learned our lessons? This week we commemorate all the men and women who gave their lives for our freedom and that’s such a nice gesture. I plead, though, that we should remember their sacrifice every day of the year and make sure their blood wasn’t spilled for nothing.
With my books, I honor the women and men who fought alongside the Allied forces: the doctors who tried to save lives, the resistance fighters who assisted the organized forces with intelligence and sabotage. Small heroes, important cogs in the wheel.
All this great heroism was less than 100 years ago! And yes, people tend to forget quickly. Some of the anger that rages around the planet these days may carry the ammunition to lit another world-wide blast. We can’t be vigilant enough. No complacency, zero tolerance to hate targeted at minorities or vulnerable groups, super awareness of dictatorial politicians.
Unless I’m sure we humans have learned to live in peace and be tolerant towards each other, I’ll continue to rake up these old war stories.
Everyone her own soap box! ☺️
Read In Picardy’s Fields here