Continuing from Volume I, Volume II intersperses numerous soldiers’ letters with those from home. The issue of slavery from both the owners and individuals is brought forth. Did colored men really serve as Confederate soldiers? Did free black men? Union soldiers described southern women as defi ant, beautiful, crude, and pitiful. Read of women aboard blockade-runners, the fall of Wilmington, Sherman’s march, Stoneman’s western raiders, and the end of the war. Did any civilians die due to these raids? Did they idly sit by as their lives and homes were destroyed? The war did come to their doorstep during the second half of the confl ict. Both Volume I and II tell something from each of the state’s 87 counties. Perhaps you may fi nd information about your ancestor among these pages. Information from period newspapers, as well as mostly unpublished letters, tell their stories.

"Between these pages the reader will learn that North Carolina citizens did not idly stand by as their soldiers marched off to war. The women worked themselves into patriotic exhaustion through Aid Societies. Civilians with different means of support from the lower class to the plantation mistress wrote the governor complaining of hoarding, speculation, the tithe, bushwhackers, unionism, conscription, and exemptions. Never before had so many died due to guerilla warfare. Unknown before starving women with weapons stormed the merchant or warehouses in search for food. Others turned to smuggling, spying, or natures oldest profession. Information from period newspapers, as well as mostly unpublished letters, tell their stories."

Berlin had been safe for Anita Powitzer for as long as she could remember. But when Hitler came to power, everything changed. Now policemen harmed instead of helped, and Anita couldn't even talk to her best friend. Flung from her secure childhood into a fearful world, she and her family had to find a way to flee Berlin before it was too late. It was risky, and Anita had to be separated from her loved ones, but this was the only way out. Alone in a country with a language she didn't understand, staying with people she had never met, Anita had to wait and hope her parents could join her. Would she and her family be safe? A journey fraught with danger from Germany to Great Britain, and finally to America, this is the true story of one Jewish family's escape from Nazi Berlin.

For Khushwant Singh who wrote his own obituary in his twenties, death is not sacred but he reflects on it increasingly these days. In Death At My Doorstep, a collection of obituaries written over the years, he presents the dead in death, as in life – good, bad or ugly. Be it on the twilight hours of Bhutto, the gory end of Sanjay Gandhi, the overbearing Lord Mountbatten, or on his pet Alsatian Simba, each obituary bears out his irreverence or affection. Cocking a snook at death, he has also penned his own epitaph. Yet outliving those whom he admired has moved him to tears, and many of his obituaries have left the reader with a heavy heart. While Death At My Doorstep is Khushwant Singh's demystification of death, it also ferries his message to Badey Mian, in the words of Allama Iqbal: Baagh-e-bahisht say mujhay hukm-e-safar diya thha kyon? Kaar-e-Jahaan daraaz hai, ab meyra intazaar kar. (Why did you order me out of the garden of paradise? I have a lot of work that remains unfulfilled; now you better wait for me.)

Anna wants to loosen the reins on her London-based PR company to spend more quiet time at home in sunny Mallorca with her family. But things don't work out quite as planned.Amid ant and wasp infestations in the finca, she insists their menagerie of animals, including her new cattery, will only be complete with donkeys. Meanwhile she befriends an elderly Mallorcan poet, whose letters from his sweetheart during the Spanish Civil War waft into her garden, unveiling a poignant story of bravery and sacrifice.In between all this she organises a Mad Hatter's Tea Party and survives a night in a haunted mansion. Brimming with hilarious and loveable characters, Donkeys on my Doorstep is a charming slice of the good life in rural Spain.

Are you who you're supposed to be? Were you taken away? Could there be more to this life than what you see? How can we recognize truth for living? In the Subversive DNA series, you are invited to enter into a multi-dimensional, multi-personal and multi-conversational story to experience a message that is living, seeking, and calling you to more. If the model presented within this book is correct and lived out, it changes each and every part of life and your role in it. IT CHANGES EVERYTHING. May those who are missing embark together on a new mystery-adventure-journey with new eyes to see and new hearts to understand as we examine the evidence and answer the question, "Is there a God communicating with me?" If you allow the rebellious tenacious Love to find and steal you away, you'll never be the same. -About Charlie Solorio- Charlie Solorio has had a life long interest in spiritual matters with a balance of faith and critical questioning. He has had an ongoing internal conversation within himself about truth and spiritual matters that has influenced his external conversations with others. These internal and external conversations have fueled his researching and studying of life with God and life without God. He has attempted to utilize research, personal life experiences with goofy stories, and his vocation in the medical field in answering the question, "Is there a God communicating with me?" It is his belief that if the model presented within Subversive DNA is correct and lived out, our lives will reflect our Creator. If it is not correct, then it's back to the drawing board. Subversive DNA is an attempt to touch the face of God while conversing with Him.