Little Leon trudges aimlessly through the festively decorated pedestrian zone of his hometown. Somehow, he doesn't seem to be interested in what's happening around him. People, packed with shopping bags,…
On Christmas Eve 1944, in the middle of the Battle of the Bulge, Mother and I had unexpected guests.
The stream of refugees from East Prussia pushed its way endlessly toward the Baltic Sea. Those who could, walked; those who could no longer, rode on one of those rickety ladder wagons pulled by sturdy horses.
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