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The first letter in six years

During her years as a work slave for the Nazis, my mother Mary struggled to stay in touch with her parents in Vinnitsa, Ukraine. Letters were censored, and the delivery system was haphazard.

After the war, living in a displaced persons camp in Weiden, Germany, it still took a while for my mother to get back in contact with Sergei and Aniela.

A lot had happened to her by the time she sat down to write. She'd been in the camp almost four years. She was married. And she had a child, me.


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