“Soon, though he would still think in both Hungarian and English, his dreams were in English alone—with Shakespearean rhythms.”
Summary
This story is the third in a series of seven about an immigrant boy who became my good friend and holds a special place in the history of the Claremont Institute. For the rest of his life, oranges would always smell like freedom
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Credits
- Narrator: Chris Flannery
- Audio Producer: Derek Wood
- Music Supervisor: Blake Huxell
