“It is terrible, Anna,” the visitor said. “Carl and his son, they fight all the time and shout at each other.” With their serious faces, they now had my complete attention. Many years later I realized the son had joined the Nazi party and it was creating a schism in the family that was having an effect even on family across the Atlantic.
I didn’t know where Pearl Harbor was. Patty went home.
Geography ceased to be something in books. Geography was a living discipline. Places in Africa, Italy, France, England and the Pacific became as familiar as the farm towns circling Peoria.