Letters from WWII New Zealand Expeditionary Force 1940-1943 R.G. (Dick) Harris These letters are from Egypt, Greece, Syria, Libya, Tunisia, Italy: Dick Harris travelled huge distances in North Africa, the Middle East and Southern Europe. For more than three years he lived with bombing from the air and shelling fro the ground. He manoeuvred guns and ammunition, lived in slit trenches and tents, talked with people from other cultures, and learned the skills of radio operation. He was a quiet gentle person who liked his own company, read widely, enjoyed writing and painting. World War II brought adventure, exploration, companionship, challenges, hardship and loss. It changed his life forever. This is his story, told in his own words, and the story of many New Zealanders who set out to defeat tyranny and make the world a better place.

For Whom the Bell Tolls for Central America: The Flies of a Summer is the story of several young Americans living in Central America during the war-torn years of the Cold War. Scott Perez is a college graduate working on boats in Panama when he gets a career opportunity from an enigmatic old man claiming to be a general from the Cuban Revolution. While traveling throughout Central America, doing research for the old man, he learns he has been a courier for a vast Communist network and the old man is indeed Camilo Cienfuegos, the Cuban General presumed to have died in a plane crash in the sixties. Bill Walters is an army engineer stationed in Panama who dreams of a career in the Foreign Service. While doing several humanitarian missions for the embassy, there is a massacre in one of the villages in which he worked. Bill discovers the Guatemalan military committed the crime but in the interests of democracy, he is asked by the ambassador to cover it up. The two men are drawn to Guatemala where they struggle to walk a fine line between the warring ideologies of communism and democracy.

Jack Wallace and her family have just arrived at the family's summer cottage. The "Beach" is located in Ontario, Canada, on the clean, clear shores of Georgian Bay. Jack and her friends have put aside all their concerns about school and homework to concentrate on the more important aspects of the summer- swimming and having fun! The summer routine seems to have a wrinkle in it when an odd group moves into the cabin at the top of the ridge. What is it about these people that both intrigues Jack and sets her nerves on edge? Why are they so odd... or are they? Maybe Jack is just being a bit over sensitive.

In the second volume of his epic trilogy about the liberation of Europe in World War II, Pulitzer Prize-winning author Atkinson tells the harrowing story of the campaigns in Sicily and Italy.

The quintessential depiction of 1980s New York and the downtown scene from the artist, actor, musician, and composer John Lurie “A picaresque roller coaster of a story, with staggering amounts of sex and drugs and the perpetual quest to retain some kind of artistic integrity.”—The New York Times In the tornado that was downtown New York in the 1980s, John Lurie stood at the vortex. After founding the band The Lounge Lizards with his brother, Evan, in 1979, Lurie quickly became a centrifugal figure in the world of outsider artists, cutting-edge filmmakers, and cultural rebels. Now Lurie vibrantly brings to life the whole wash of 1980s New York as he developed his artistic soul over the course of the decade and came into orbit with all the prominent artists of that time and place, including Andy Warhol, Debbie Harry, Boris Policeband, and, especially, Jean-Michel Basquiat, the enigmatic prodigy who spent a year sleeping on the floor of Lurie’s East Third Street apartment. It may feel like Disney World now, but in The History of Bones, the East Village, through Lurie’s clear-eyed reminiscence, comes to teeming, gritty life. The book is full of grime and frank humor—Lurie holds nothing back in this journey to one of the most significant moments in our cultural history, one whose reverberations are still strongly felt today. History may repeat itself, but the way downtown New York happened in the 1980s will never happen again. Luckily, through this beautiful memoir, we all have a front-row seat.

'You're a terrible daughter, you've always been a terrible daughter, the very worst that any loving mother has ever had to endure. I want no more of your pathetic cards, letters or telephone calls; I do not wish to hear from you EVER!...AM I CLEAR?' Without waiting for a reply, the blonde rose to her feet, turned on her heel and walked out of the bar and into a waiting car. The brunette sat very, very still for a few moments then, pulling herself together she hailed a waiter and asked him to call her a cab. Lucinda StClair had never felt more unwanted, unloved or alone. Of course, Lucinda was no stranger to these feelings...why would she be? This had been her life's pattern from her earliest memories but Lucinda was an optimist, she had always dreamed of loving and being loved. Lucinda is constantly searching for the love that she feels is waiting for her just around the corner.