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More Near-death Experience
Several Molotov cocktails too many, and their cell is blown. "Take her and run!" her brother says, and Dad does. Straight into Hitler's Germany, four years in a Displaced Persons Camp, and a son born.
They sift horse droppings for grain seeds to grind into flour, beg an empty ham can to make into an oven to bake the loaf. Trade their wedding rings for food.
The toddler stretches to peek out the window. She calls him away, and he comes, seconds before the unexploded bomb in the street outside goes off, destroying the window wall.
They leave for America with one suitcase, a box of tools, and a four year old. The crossing is rough, and she can't find him. She emerges on deck as the ship lurches and he slides toward the gap in the rail. She catches him. He is fearless. He will need to be.
More Near-death Experience
Several Molotov cocktails too many, and their cell is blown. "Take her and run!" her brother says, and Dad does. Straight into Hitler's Germany, four years in a Displaced Persons Camp, and a son born.
They sift horse droppings for grain seeds to grind into flour, beg an empty ham can to make into an oven to bake the loaf. Trade their wedding rings for food.
The toddler stretches to peek out the window. She calls him away, and he comes, seconds before the unexploded bomb in the street outside goes off, destroying the window wall.
They leave for America with one suitcase, a box of tools, and a four year old. The crossing is rough, and she can't find him. She emerges on deck as the ship lurches and he slides toward the gap in the rail. She catches him. He is fearless. He will need to be.