I have Marlene Dietrich’s husky voice in my ear singing the German version of “Where have all the flowers gone?” when I walk through a familiar neighborhood in Germany and notice that yet another bakery isn’t there any longer. Continue reading
I have Marlene Dietrich’s husky voice in my ear singing the German version of “Where have all the flowers gone?” when I walk through a familiar neighborhood in Germany and notice that yet another bakery isn’t there any longer. Continue reading →