from The Boston Herald

Fleeing Britain for U.S. during WWII was adventure of a lifetime

Seventy years ago my brother Gerald and I, along with hundreds of other English children, found ourselves celebrating our first American Christmas.

Gerald was 6 and I was 8. Our lives had been turned upside down when we were sent across the Atlantic in a convoy escorted by a battleship and five destroyers. (Read the full story here.)