RT. HON. SIR WINSTON SPENCER CHURCHILL
ANNE FRANK
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Martin Gilbert’s
Winston S. Churchill Volume 7 Finest Hour 1939-1940
Chapter 21 ‘Dunkirk’ (1983, pages 402-436)
Andrew Roberts’
Churchill Walking With Destiny
Chapter 21 ‘The Fall of France: May-June 1940 (2018, pages 540-548)
Hannah Pick-Goslar’s
My Friend Anne Frank Chapter 12 ‘Anne’ (2023, pages 189-207)
May 30 1940
France
‘We felt,’ Jacob added, ‘that he would have liked to be fighting on the beaches himself.’
Excerpt from Martin Gilbert’s Winston S. Churchill Volume 7 Finest Hour 1939-1940
(1983, pages 431)
The Prime Minister questioned General Pownall and listened to the plans. No one in the room imagined that they could be successful if the German armoured divisions supported by the Luftwaffe pressed their attack. The perimeter would be broken as it thinned out, and there would be carnage on the beaches. Churchill never gave a sign of weakness. Nothing but encouragement and resolve showed in his face or his voice.
‘We felt,’ Jacob added, ‘that he would have liked to be fighting on the beaches himself.’1
1Lieutenant-General Sir Ian Jacob, ‘His Finest Hour’, in The Atlantic, March 1965, page 82. The article was written in the spring of 1958, as part of a pre-obituary issue planned by the editor, Edward Weeks.
February 1945
Bergen-Belsen, Germany
‘Anne is like my sister too. I have to go to her.’
Excerpt from Hannah Pick-Goslar’s
My Friend Anne Frank (2023, Page 193)
I had to try to see her. I ordinarily never took risks. My safety and Gabi’s was the most important thing. But how could I not? So I decided I’d slip out of my barracks before the 9pm curfew that night. Mrs Abrahams and my other friends in the barracks were appalled.
‘It’s too dangerous,’ Mrs Abrahams warned.
‘You could be shot,’ said someone else.
‘What about Gabi?’ said another. ‘What if something happens to you out there?’
I told them about Anne, her spark and sense of wonder and fun and how we grew up together in Amsterdam, our lives and our families’ lives intertwined. I explained I thought she and her family had escaped to Switzerland, leaving this mystery of how she became one of the new transports here.
‘I’ll be careful. Don’t worry,’ I said, even though I knew I was convincing no one. ‘Anne is like my sister too. I have to go to her.’