If you were to ask me who my childhood heroes were, it would be WW2-era Resistance fighters – the everyday Joe Schmoe’s who harbored Jews during the Holocaust.
I watched this blast-from-the-past Danish resistance move last night with Chuck, and it all came back to me how amazing and brave those people were. In a time of such great evil, there was so much incredible goodness and selflessness. I ate it all up when I was younger – reading every book, watching every movie, signing up for every class…
I always wonder if I would have been as brave in those situations, and of course I will probably (hopefully) never know, here in my cushy 21st century American life. But they will always inspire me, and if I ever face such adverse circumstances, I can only hope I would do the right thing.
Wildflowers & Whimsy 