– Part I: Lost and Found –
a Russian prisoner of war, who stole potatoes to feed him, took a sweater from a corpse to make ear muffs for him, used his own body as a human shield to protect him from gunfire. At liberation Mikhailichenko tried to take Lau back to Rostov-onDon in Russia but Lau had promised to look for his brother after the war. The connection was broken and they went their separate ways. Once Lau was older, he tried to locate Mikhailichenko, but failed. For sixty-three years there was not a clue until . . .
More if I’ve enticed (and not offended) you by offering unsolicited urgings. Perhaps it’s a book? As both a friend and one of your translators, I encourage you not to give up on the Shoah while there are still stories to tell. As we Canadians never stop saying – Keep your stick on the ice!
Discovered coins behind the sofa’s cushions. When I reach in to retrieve them, strands of minutes along with DNA in arabesques escape in a swarm
Today when I shopped for Aunt Dorothy I threw in a jar of gefilte fish, something she once loved, when prepared by her illiterate immigrant mother. I showed her the jar, said, ‘I know you like gefilte fish.’ She
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