Here’s my must-read-now recommendation of the week:
We Die Alone is the incredible, true story of one man’s survival during a World War II, special operations mission in Arctic Norway. I don’t want to tell you any more about the story than that, so I don’t spoil anything. In fact, skip the preface by Stephen Ambrose. His high praise serves the book well, but what he gives away damn near spoils the story; I read it last and was so glad I did. Like Ambrose, though, I could not put this book down. I found myself on the train from NYC to DC last night and realized I literally had my jaw dropped while reading it. My traveling companion kept asking if I was okay. No, I wasn’t. It was killing me to not have anyone to discuss this story with. Please, please read We Die Alone, so I can have someone with whom to share my amazement.
