By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 29, 2013 Steam filled the room, and the heavy boilers began gurgling away their song of work in the cask sterilizing plant of the Great Yarmouth [England] brewery in which I worked. It was Tuesday morning, February 25, [1941,] as I commenced upon another day of apparent routine work in my humble and none too pleasing occupation. This particular Tuesday began as a customary day of work, but it developed into a...
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