I need to tell you that, if things during that first trimester of my pregnancy in 1944 hadn’t gone well for the Allies, neither Vicente nor I would ever have brought a child into the world. With the constant shooting in the streets, police raids on the metro, and the strong probability that those of us in networks would be arrested by the Gestapo, it would have been too dangerous. Really, you owe your life to the June ’44 landings at Normandy and the liberation of Paris. It was because things went our way that Vicente was able to go to the 6th-arrondissement registry office on Thursday,
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