thanks for watching. good night. [dramatic music playing] [raymond asquith] the listeners, as they were, the kgb, who had all the surveillance equipment, lived on the floor above us in moscow. and you knew they were there. on the whole, one just endured it. i mean, i remember my wife and i had some kind of argument about where we re gonna take the children for a weekend picnic. in a rather unmanly way, i sort of addressed the ceiling and said, well, you up there, which did we agree? and to my amazement, within about two or three hours, somebody had slipped in a note under our front door saying, well, you had agreed on koskovo, or timiryazev. or whatever it was. anyway, some picnic place. and i thought that was a kgb surveillant who had a good sense of humor, actually. [crowds cheering] [narrator] this is the unseen story of the cold war. fought not by politicians. but by secret agents. [jack barsky] there was complete misunderstanding on either side. it s very difficult t
thanks for watching. good night. [dramatic music playing] [raymond asquith] the listeners, as they were, the kgb, who had all the surveillance equipment, lived on the floor above us in moscow. and you knew they were there. on the whole, one just endured it. i mean, i remember my wife and i had some kind of argument about where we re gonna take the children for a weekend picnic. in a rather unmanly way, i sort of addressed the ceiling and said, well, you up there, which did we agree? and to my amazement, within about two or three hours, somebody had slipped in a note under our front door saying, well, you had agreed on koskovo, or timiryazev. or whatever it was. anyway, some picnic place. and i thought that was a kgb surveillant who had a good sense of humor, actually. [crowds cheering] [narrator] this is the unseen story of the cold war. fought not by politicians. but by secret agents. [jack barsky] there was complete misunderstanding on either side. it s very difficult t
[dramatic music playing] [raymond asquith] the listeners, as they were, the kgb, who had all the surveillance equipment, lived on the floor above us in moscow. and you knew they were there. on the whole, one just endured it. i mean, i remember my wife and i had some kind of argument about where we re gonna take the children for a weekend picnic. in a rather unmanly way, i sort of addressed the ceiling and said, well, you up there, which did we agree? and to my amazement, within about two or three hours, somebody had slipped in a note under our front door saying, well, you had agreed on koskovo, or timiryazev. or whatever it was. anyway, some picnic place. and i thought that was a kgb surveillant who had a good sense of humor, actually. [crowds cheering] [narrator] this is the unseen story of the cold war. fought not by politicians. but by secret agents. [jack barsky] there was complete misunderstanding on either side. it s very difficult to determine whom you can trust. [
and all of her treasured photographs. but months later, a miracle. there was a craigslist post from a stranger over 50 miles away who had found a photograph in their yard. it was a picture sucked up by the tornado. a baby photo of amber. the only one to survive. the woman mailed it back to amber along with $5, all she could afford, but wanted to give to help amber start her life over. for more information on what you can do in a tornado and what you can do to help combat the growing climate crisis, go to cnn.com/violentearth. i m liev schreiber. thanks for watching. good night. [dramatic music playing] [raymond asquith] the listeners, as they were, the kgb, who had all the surveillance equipment, lived on the floor above us in moscow. and you knew they were there. on the whole, one just endured it. i mean, i remember my wife and i had some kind of argument about where we re gonna take the children for a weekend picnic. in a rather unmanly way, i sort of addressed the ceiling
thanks for watching. good night. [dramatic music playing] [raymond asquith] the listeners, as they were, the kgb, who had all the surveillance equipment, lived on the floor above us in moscow. and you knew they were there. on the whole, one just endured it. i mean, i remember my wife and i had some kind of argument about where we re gonna take the children for a weekend picnic. in a rather unmanly way, i sort of addressed the ceiling and said, well, you up there, which did we agree? and to my amazement, within about two or three hours, somebody had slipped in a note under our front door saying, well, you had agreed on koskovo, or timiryazev. or whatever it was. anyway, some picnic place. and i thought that was a kgb surveillant