I subscribe to Reminisce magazine. If you've never heard of it and love nostalgia, I urge you to pick up a copy at your bookstore and thumb through it. It's reader-written and is full of stories from the past - specifically from the 1920s through the 1950s (and some 1960s). I love to look at all the great pictures and hear how people lived in America during this time. And since I'm also a World War II historian, it helps me understand this generation.
When I settled down on the couch to read the latest issue Friday night, I was pleasantly surprised to find an article from a woman who had worked in Washington D.C. during World War II. Why? Because my current novel is set in D.C. during the war. As I began reading, I saw that the woman originally came from Nebraska. Wow, I thought. That's pretty neat. I kept reading her account of how she worked for the FBI and of how life was in our nation's capital during that tumultous time.
When I finished, I read the author's name and where she was currently living. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. Not only did she still live in Nebraska, but she lived only 80 miles from me!
A quick check on the Internet gave me her phone number. I wondered if I would be too forward in calling her. But then, what did I have to lose? So, taking a deep breath, I dialed her number. To my utter delight, she was absolutely thrilled to hear from me and we are going to have lunch sometime in the near future. I can't wait to hear her stories not only because it will help with my novel's research, but because it will be a true honor to listen to someone who took the plunge to leave her small town of Nebraska and travel to Washington D.C. to help the war effort.
And to think, it's all because I read an article in a magazine...
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