The autumn had arrived, the crops were gathered from the field, Emma and Franz reaped the reward of their hard work, they had zealously worked side by side. They felt good, they felt that they had achieved a goal, they felt that now there was a reason to live, to look forward to the next day and continue their track together. The weather turned colder, powerful, cold gusts of wind blew in their faces as they were returning from their…..
WW II; decades have gone by; I still shudder by the thought of those days; the sad and happy memories never seem to leave me, they follow me like my shadow. Many times I have to strain myself to attend to my daily chores. Those memories would surface and rip me apart all over and over again. Many times during my track I felt lonesome. The adults were caught in a turmoil, consumed by the grave situation and had no…..