Jacob Cording

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He could have hung mementos of any of those things in his foyer. But he didn’t. In the entryway to his house, he hung a reminder from his first real encounter with the orthodoxy of the Bomber Mafia, a reminder of failure and loss.
The Bomber Mafia: A Dream, a Temptation, and the Longest Night of the Second World War
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