IN MEMORY OF A YOUNG POLISH GIRL

In memory of a young Polish girl killed in a field by a strafing Luftwaffe pilot during the opening days of the German invasion of Poland in September, 1939 -- launched by the paranoid schizophrenic
German Fuehrer, Adolf Hitler.

To me, fair friend, you never can be old,
       For as you were when first your eye I eye'd,
Such seems your beauty still.

--- William Shakespeare, Sonnet 104, l.1