George Franklin Thomson commutes from Greenwich, Conn, to the advertising office of Calkins & Holden in Manhattan. He is married, has a grown son, wears horn-rimmed spectacles for reading. Onetime editor of St. Nicholas magazine, he has literary talent and writes occasional verse.
Mr. Thomson's life has not always been so peaceful. During World War I he volunteered with the British, flew in the Royal Flying Corps. Shot down in Flanders, behind the German lines, he spent months in prison camps before the Armistice freed him. Deeply moved by the Nazi occupation of Belgium last fortnight, he sat down and wrote...
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