Fifteen years ago last week. Soviet armies were pressing into Poland, the Western Allies were about to break through at St.-Lô, and no one around the heavy oak table at the Fuhrer's headquarters in Rastenburg, East Prussia, was able to offer much encouragement. "Do you know where the Russian Panzer armies are?" demanded Hitler, and got no answer. "Again no information from aerial reconnaissance . . .?" As the dreary conference droned on that sweltering July 20, 1944, a trim, distinguished colonel named Count Claus Schenk von Stauffenberg strolled into the room...
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