An unusual story of father-son collaboration: This story, hitherto largely unknown because of the author's poverty and obscurity, is now presented by his son, the author Richard Crasta, through the e-book format.
The story is especially memorable because it was written by a relatively low-ranking soldier just after his return from the war in 1946, and published 51 years later by his son, who by then had already published two books of his own. The story of a son's discovery of his father's story and his complex feelings about rediscovering his father through it: it is a different kind of story, one that all fathers and sons can relate to.
Or, as Barry Fruchter said, of his own feelings about his father: “Striking and raw, an antidote to myth. Something to be treasured. This is the kind of record that this generation is losing fast, and we need to hold on to this. It made me think of what had happened to my own father's memoirs, which were lost.”
“A tale of unmitigated horror. A handsome tribute to a man of courage and rectitude.” –Khushwant Singh, Famous Author and Columnist
"A classic."--Roger Mansell
"Ranks with the best."--Mark Ledbetter.
“The theater of the absurd . . . war as seen from the smoking trenches. Written without rancour or hatred, of archival value to historians. Crasta’s memoir should find a cherished place in all major libraries.” --Dr. Arunachalam Kumar, Author, in Morning News.
