My Dearest Dietrich

My Dearest Dietrich …he could not ignore the fact that, by order of the FΓΌhrer, millions of them were being systemically murdered, crammed into railcars like cattle shipped to the slaughterhouse. Women. Children. Souls. (Chapter One) It literally only took seconds of reading the prologue to pull me in completely. Beautiful, profound writing with a commanding and tender opening. I’ve always been drawn to war stories, both fiction and non-fiction. WWII carries atrocities, hardship, defeat, heartbreak, and darkness. Yet within its folds I find traces of triumph, strength, endurance, love, and illumination. The combination, for me, marks such a matchless time in history that can, and should, leave us forever changed. Which is what My Dearest Dietrich has done. Dietrich Bonhoeffer is a pastor who is involved in a dark plot. Maria Von Wedemeyer is a young woman who falls in love with him. Their unique relationship is revealed through his Nazi-era letters, and is bol