It reminds me of Bletchley Park and the people selected to work on Enigma. A neighbour, now in his 90's was a book keeper at age 17 and selected to work at Bletchley Park. He was told to pack up and go without telling his parents anything about the work he was to do. He never spoke of it, but is working on a memoir. 
If heaven is so wonderful, why do people pray to stop someone going there
What is the most random school memory you have?


