Families split by a line no one voted for

The Iron Curtain was not a metaphor. It was a line of concrete, barbed wire, and armed guards that ran through cities, through fields, and through families. This book tells the Cold War from the ground up - through the people who woke up one morning on the wrong side of a border they never crossed. From East Berlin to Budapest, from Prague to the Polish countryside, it traces how ideological divis...