I am here where Ernest Hemingway served as a volunteer medic/ambulance man on the Italian front, WW1. A hundred years later they still celebrate Hemingway here, an annual prize for literature is awarded in his name. On the beautiful hills and mountains that arc 180 degrees a million or so fatalities tragically occurred ... senseless, a madness ... the trenches were so close that the Austro Hungarians would learn the Italian songs and sing back ...
When the powerful warhorse is saddled, bridled, and spurred to obey a bit,…..
It must be asked, “who is the
…One in control”
19th century, was it Britain, or its banker overlords???
20th century, was it US, or its banker overlords???
I am here where Ernest Hemingway served as a volunteer medic/ambulance man on the Italian front, WW1. A hundred years later they still celebrate Hemingway here, an annual prize for literature is awarded in his name. On the beautiful hills and mountains that arc 180 degrees a million or so fatalities tragically occurred ... senseless, a madness ... the trenches were so close that the Austro Hungarians would learn the Italian songs and sing back ...
Beautifully written Jon. Thank you and Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones.