"........ a man of his generation and class had neither time nor opportunity for being sensitive and still less for the luxury of self-analysis. I am sure he was a painful mystery to himself. To all appearances he was a strong man, very much head of the family. As a child I felt relief safe when Daddy was around and terrified when he was a wood of the host. In my early childhood he was the embodiment of safety. The rude awakening did not come until the outbreak of War when I realized that he was, now, powerless to protect us."
- Ruth Burrows
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