ANDREW GROVE: A SURVIVOR'S TALE

BUDAPEST: DECEMBER 1956.

The Red Army had been streaming into the city for a month, brutalizing Hungary's October revolution. The foggy nights, filled all fall with the sounds of ecstatic students, were now split with the jostle of machinery--10 divisions of Soviet tanks--and the uneven light of Molotov cocktails thrown through the rain. Fear blossomed in the dampness. The Premier vanished.

The boy--lean, strikingly handsome--hoped the tumult would pass. During the day he buried himself in schoolwork. Nights he passed at home. But over his books, across his strong Hungarian coffee, he heard rumors: the Russians were rounding up students....