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I am the great-granddaughter of Ruby Side Thompson. 
Recently I started re-reading the World War ll journals and felt that they were such an important part of a history that will soon be forgotten if not published and shared with the world. These diary excerpts are not the entirety of what is published in print and kindle.
Ruby grew up during a time when education was just beginning to be encouraged for both upper and middle class women. During the late 1890's Ruby explored many radical political ideas of London, England. She met many famous people including the writers George Bernard Shaw and William Butler Yeats. 
5.0 out of 5 stars A choice pick, not to be overlooked, November 6, 2011 By Midwest Book Review (Oregon, WI USA)

World War ll London Blitz Diary: 8-7-41 I got this book and could not put it down. It's a fascinating journal of a thoroughly unhappy woman dealing with WWII, a terrible marriage and desperation and separation from most of her children. She shares her despair as well as her sometimes-immature methods of coping with her misery. What we really see is a woman 50 years ahead of her time.

8-7-41
Franco is a minor Hitler, or Mussolini, a man ruthless and cruel, self-seeking and a liar.

8-9-41
I received a note from Artie this morning to say he had been passed for a commission. Good. He will probably go to an O.C.T.U. before the month is out. Rascality, and idiocy, of men in high places, and how greatly the life of the world lies in the hands of the giant capitalists. A few rich men do own the earth. The rich men of Europe wanted war, because war makes profits; but ordinary men never want war.

8-13-41
Last night I had to get up, about one a.m., guns. I came downstairs, and heard a big bomb fall somewhere.

8-14-41
At the first news this morning we were told a special announcement from the government would be made on all stations at three p.m. by Mr. Atlee, the deputy prime minister. We had never heard of a “deputy prime-minister,” so wondered if Churchill had been assassinated, or what. At three p.m. the announcement: Mr. Churchill and President Roosevelt had met at sea, and drawn up, and signed, a mutual statement, about our war aims.
For weeks there have been rumors of  “Peace Negotiations” coming from Hitler. This asserts again that the world will never negotiate with Hitler. Anyhow, I’m sick to death of the war, and all the war talk. This ceaseless destruction and lunacy gets me down. We have had comparative quiet in England since Hitler attacked Russia, but the war in Russia is too ghastly awful.
Marshal Petain made a very silly speech from the Vichy this week. He is still talking to his defeated Frenchmen about self-abasement, and the need for repentance and sacrifice. Marshal Petain is just a pious old fool, cow towing to Hitler. He is a dictator, dictating his own countrymen.
 Frenchmen have lost their liberties. “Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity,” officially is no more. Petain has substituted Family, Work, and Obedience. Fine For nitwits! Petain is governing France “by authority” Whose? His own? Hitler’s? France is dead.
I went to the movies this evening, for the first time since July a year ago. A special government film is being shown everywhere this week, “Target for Tonight”, showing a real crew in their Wellington Bomber, making a raid over Germany.

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