I was sitting with my friend Manny Greer on the bench outside Ground Support, our favorite coffee house in the Soho neighborhood of Lower Manhattan.

The shop is a favorite of ours because both the owner and the manager pamper us: As soon as they see us sitting there, they automatically bring coffee for me and tea for Manny.

It was getting late and a bit cold that afternoon. It felt like a good time to ask Manny about his experiences during World War II.