Farewell, my homeland
Bags packed. Ready to go. Hugs, and tears and kisses all around. “I’ll write as soon as I can,” Lisi says to her father, sisters and brother. “Safe journey,” they say. “Come back to us.” “We’ll miss you so.” I [...]
Bags packed. Ready to go. Hugs, and tears and kisses all around. “I’ll write as soon as I can,” Lisi says to her father, sisters and brother. “Safe journey,” they say. “Come back to us.” “We’ll miss you so.” I [...]
Josef wrote both in his diary and to Lisi about his terror atop the train from Pressburg (Bratislava) to Vienna, one corroborating the other, but each using slightly different language. In the diary he wrote: I thought the sharp wind [...]