Jean-Paul Sartre was a French existentialist philosopher, playwright, novelist, screenwriter, political activist, biographer, and literary critic. He was one of the leading figures in the 20th century French philosophy, particularly Marxism, and was one of the key figures in literary and philosophical existentialism. Whew! Catch all that? He was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1964 but refused it. In all fairness, he had written them a letter saying that if he won he would refuse it so they may as well take him off the list. They had never read the letter. During WWII he was captured by the Germans and spent nine months as a prisoner of war. He later wrote a trilogy called The Roads To Freedom which drew upon his experiences during the war. This article is about this trilogy of work. I didn't translate the entire article, but it did say that The Roads To Freedom were originally intended to have a fourth volume that was never completed. He was such an interesting man. He was once arrested for civil disobedience when French President Charles de Gaulle intervened and pardoned him, commenting that "you don't arrest Voltaire."
These were taken out of a photo album for some reason and placed inside one of my books. What you are seeing is the front and back of one piece of paper. I am thankful we have a year, 1918! Aren't these photo's wonderful? Check out the bonnets on our girls, wow. Look at the hemlines on all the womens skirts. All the way to the ground. How nice in some ways, shaved legs always optional. Wouldn't it be nice if we lived in a time when everyone dressed up like that every day? Except the women get to wear pants. Oh, and except when it's really hot. I guess there's a reason we don't dress like that anymore. Back to our pictures, the man driving the horses is really seated high. I'd hate to fall off that wagon! It's amazing to look at these people and think, you don't even know what's in store for you. We just came out of WWI and are heading into the roaring 20's, sliding in the depression, and landing into WWII. Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only person who looks at these pictures and sees the history that surrounds them. And perhaps everyone else just sees some cool old photo's of people hanging out in 1918.
