I’ve been fascinated by all matters military since I was a fairly small child. My father was a Normandy Veteran, a sergeant in the Royal Corps of Signals. Something he generally kept to himself. The war, World War II, was something that he found difficult to talk about. My father was Jewish, his father was born in Hamburg, Germany, and his mother in Poland. What little I have been able to piece together of my family’s past is limited to the family tree, written on cash analysis paper, which goes back to 1513, and bits and pieces that have...
