I Saw France Fall: Will She Rise Again?

I Saw France Fall: Will She Rise Again?

I Saw France Fall: Will She Rise Again?

I Saw France Fall: Will She Rise Again?

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As I walked down the Avenue des Champs-Elysées towards my home on the evening of August 22, 1939, there was no reason to believe that I had just been doing my last day's work at the office. Paris was nearly empty, there was not a cloud in the sky, and, as I crossed the Place de la Concorde, I had the impression that one experiences only on a warm summer day during the vacation period -- a feeling that the city belonged to me.

My law office in Paris was four years old and I was enjoying my practice every day a little more than the day before. My associates were about my age and I liked the spirit of comradeship which permeated this team of young men. I believe we were just beginning to worry some of the older international law firms established in the city. A few years before they had looked down on these youngsters attempting to open shop in the center of the town without the background that age alone confers.

When I arrived at my apartment, situated in one of . . .

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