Having read Hugh Trevor-Roper’s “The Last Ten Days of Hitler” as seriously enthusiasticWWII buffs, or casual, curious readers, those of us in our teens, or in our 20’s and 30’s, werebolted to his simple, but superlative narrative style. Suddenly, we were placed in front of Hitler,RIGHT THERE in the bunker pleading with him to order Magda Goebbels and her innocentchildren to flee burning Berlin for the safety of western Bavaria, or even directly to the Allies.This reviewer is not the only one who with serious, heartfelt appreciation values Edward’s finalassessment of the nonpareil historian. He writes, “Trevor-Roper’s intellectual and literarycontribution as a professional historian of Hitler’s fate was far more than the sum of itsevidence. He brought to ‘The Last Ten Days’ a unique writing skill and historical understanding.Has the conundrum of Hitler’s end ever been more tellingly evoked than in the following lines?‘Besieged in the shattered capital, cooped up fifty feet below ground, cut off from ordinarycommunication, a physical and mental wreck, without power to enforce, or reason to persuade,or machinery to execute, Hitler still remained in the center of the universal chaos he hadcaused, the sole master whose orders were implicitly obeyed’.”If you’re sincere about wanting to know what it was like, to actually be there in the heart ofit all, “HITLER’S TRAITORS” is the book to read, not only as you begin to wrap it as a gift, butalso for yourself, your education. Whoever it’s intended for won’t mind your quick readbecause it inevitably adds to one’s self-realization as a history, a horrendous history, that
actualizes the good in you.
