“My mother was the one with the gift. She had a soft voice that warbled like a bird, but it was my father who wanted us to learn music. We learned the arts, my father said, to be civilized people because the world was at times a most uncivilized place. I often forgot he survived the war.” WarHumanityCultureMusicEmpathyArts Book:I Will Die in a Foreign Land Source: I Will Die in a Foreign Land