Your grandparents and your great-grandparents weren't always old.A diary found in 2008 by a seventy-nine year old widow in Evansville, Indiana provides a distinctly non-Hollywood view into what life was like during World War II in this racially divided war-economy driven small town. Our diarist is eleven when the story begins in the fall of 1940 and that's about all we know about the young writer; not even a name (or gender) is revealed. It's a personal...