I have a small addiction to stories, especially personal accounts, but I don't do enough about seeking out or recording these encounters, but the news I got on Christmas eve has prompted me in to being more proactive
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If you'd be willing to share, I'd love to hear about them. My grandparents hid jews in their root cellar during the wars. They lived next to a Nazi colonel at the time and from the hushed discussions about it, it was quite the accomplishment. My family doesn't discuss it and with Oma (actually my great grandma) gone and both grandma and grandpa gone, I have only my father and uncle's hazy recollections, which they too are unwilling to discuss unless deep in their cups. I haven't shared your time in war, but we share the Dutch history at least. *hugs*
Sounds fun. Really, it *is* fun to get these peoples' stories preserved. Got plenty of my Polish step-grandmother's stories. Foolish girl--she should have known better than be baptized Catholic as an infant. Serves her right to have that tattoo on her forearm.
The joking caveat: Q: What was the world's largest army in 1946? A: The French Resistance
Oops! should have added that Bushe was in her late 20s at the time. She was released from the camp when "papers" arrived explaing that her father and husband were both in the Nazi army fighting on the Russian front.
Her father, in actuality, was a jeweler in Chicago taking care of his grandkids, and her hubby was a new immigrant soldier in the US infantry on his way to the Pacific--one way to get citizenship fast for your self, wife and kids during times of war. To this day, we don't know who sent the papers setting my grandma free. But Gdansk-to-Finland-to-Scotland-to-Chicago, and all was well.
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Jennie
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Got plenty of my Polish step-grandmother's stories. Foolish girl--she should have known better than be baptized Catholic as an infant. Serves her right to have that tattoo on her forearm.
The joking caveat:
Q: What was the world's largest army in 1946?
A: The French Resistance
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Her father, in actuality, was a jeweler in Chicago taking care of his grandkids, and her hubby was a new immigrant soldier in the US infantry on his way to the Pacific--one way to get citizenship fast for your self, wife and kids during times of war. To this day, we don't know who sent the papers setting my grandma free. But Gdansk-to-Finland-to-Scotland-to-Chicago, and all was well.
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Happy New Year!
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