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Albert Speer 1. Born in March 19th 1905, and the middle child of three sons, you could say Albert Speer had a life of a movie star. Having a father who was a successful architect in Mannheim, and a mother who came from a wealthy family you would say that the Speer family was more than well off. The Speer family had their own cook, kitchen maid, chamber maid, butler, chauffer, nanny and governess; Albert Speer was the upper class instead of the upper-middle which he classified himself into. But

Rudolph Hess was born in Alexandria Austria, Egypt 4-26-1894 and moved to Austria when he turned 14 years old. Hess in the 7th bavarian Field Artillery Regiment as an infantryman at the outbreak of WWI where he was wounded twice. He had earned the Iron Cross 2nd class and promoted to Corporal in 1915 and after more training he had been promoted to Vizefeldwebel to receive the Bavarian Military Merit Cross. Hess served in the Battle of Verdun in May, and was hit by shrapnel in the left hand and arm

Rudolf Hess lived from 1894-1987. He joined the Nazi party as their sixteenth member, and had worked his way from the bottom of the party to becoming Hitler’s 3rd man and deputy Fürhrer. Rudolf Hess stood by Hitler through whatever he did. He proclaimed that everything Hitler thought was the right thing to do and that everyone should listen and respect Hitler, and if they did not, they would be punished. Rudolf Walter Richard Hess was born in Alexandria, Egypt from the late Fritz and Clara Hess. Rudolf

own, parachute out of the plane, and then try to make peace with that country that was your enemy? Well, that is exactly what Rudolf Hess did. So, what happened in his life that caused him act the way he did, and what happened afterward? Rudolf Walter Richard Hess (also spelled Heß) was born on April 26, 1894 in Alexandria, Egypt. His parents, Fritz and Clara Hess, were simple merchants and probably never imagined that their eldest son would later go on to become second in the line of succession

The book, The Cuckoo’s Egg: Tracking a Spy through the Maze of Computer Espionage is a 1990 novel written by Clifford Stoll. Published by arrangement with Doubleday, a division of Bantam Doubleday Dell Publishing Group, Inc, the main idea of the book is a first-person account of the hunt for a computer cracker who broke into a computer at the Lawrence Berkley National Library. Winding up on the front page of The New York Times, the astronomer trained and accidental computer expert, Cliff Stoll became

Street railways were created and they were the most aggressive expansion in the 19th century. From the 1880’s to the 1890’s street railways took up at least six miles from City Hall in Boston. The service of the first railway began in 1852. The first street railway in Boston would go between Harvard Square, Cambridge, Summerville, and Union Square. The increase in the street railway brought excitement for the entrepreneur’s as well in other cities in America. Eventually the street railways

Close by the giant textile mill row on row on row of drab terrace houses huddle together as if to fend off the bitter cold of a winter night in December of 1811. Night obscures the narrow streets of the industrial village of Holmeside as morning’s hesitant light pokes through the canopy of dismal clouds. Inside the mill, workers have been toiling for hours. They rose from their beds early and put on their work clothing. The lucky ones ate a crust of bread and drank the remains of yesterday’s milk

other with metalic blue eyes. The people looked to be teenagers like me. The kid with metalic blue eyes took 1 glance at me, then at the girl next to her and took off. She jumped through the small window in the corner and disappeared through the busy streets. The other girl, with golden hair, chased

Of all the people and things that have influenced me thus far has to be the most amazing lady that I have ever met, my grandmother. She’s the kind of person who has thoughtful discussions about which artist she would most likely want to meet in life whether musical or artistic, the kind of grandmother who always had time for her family and the kind of advocate to voice her opinions on the world and life as I’ve come to know it. Growing up with such a strong role model, I developed many of her enthusiasms

about that person, it becomes racism. Being a malicious looking black man, walking the streets at night may give someone the idea that you’re a rapist, killer, robber, or even a stalker. Nearly everyone has experienced these same emotions before and each has