My Father Took a Good Degree After Robert Burns My father took a good degree, and high-jumped for his college, but ’30’s England lacked the jobs to dignify his knowledge. He scratched around to earn a pound but little could he score-O, until he joined the Royal Army Educational Corps-O. This Oxford grad, now paid and glad, soon learned the army dance, a cipher-jig with telephones in 1940s France. As panzers churned and Dunkirk burned and France took to its roads-O my father’s fight was shedding light on mild or fatal codes-O, gave Fritz the slip…
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