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nna Prochaska was born in Krasnoyarsk, on the banks of the great river Yenisei. She lived in a expansive wooden house with her parents, Vasily and Vera, her younger brother, Yura, and her grandmother, Yulia.
In the spring, they would watch the nature wake up, as the bright s...
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Hans Shramer was a friend of my husband, Emil, and mine for many years. I have many memories from him. We became friends in Chernovitz, Romania, and our friendship developed in Levovka, Siberia. After 30 years with no communication we met up again in Israel.
Our first en...
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It was 1990 when I married my first husband Mike and began a very close relationship with his mother Patsy.
Patsy was an individual that when she walked into the room her smile drew her to you. Being tall and slender she walked with such grace and dressed to the tee for any ...
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In December 1984, the military authorities repeatedly issued orders for him to report to the army. When they stuck the call-up notice on his door and threatened that the military police would come for him, he decided to report to the barracks to explain his position to them. T...
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The sun was shining. The breeze was blowing gently. Birds were singing praises of welcome as Esmenia Resulto-Orallo gave birth to her first child. Early morning on the 14th of September 1958, in the humble town of Asingan, Pangasinan, the newborn Norman Resulto Orallo opene...
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when i peep into my childhood days,i feel the warmth of those caring and affectionate arms that when hold me,i went into a garden of pleasures and comfort.The arms were none other than a heaven,yes my grandfather,nevertheless than a paradise for me.HE still is my source of ins...
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I am sitting in front of a large beautiful window, through which I can see my beloved landscape: the open fields that beckon to us, beyond lies the border of our neighbors, the Palestinians. We have a hostile relationship with our neighbors, hurtful, frustrating. My dream is f...
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I first realised that I was related to Gideon Scheepers when doing a history project in high school on my family tree. I traced him to the Robinson side of my family and discovered that his sister was married to a great great grandfather, Cecil John Robinson.
What really h...
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The painter Hegine Abrahamyan is one of the eye-witnesses of the genocide.She was born in 1912 in Kars,Western Armenia.She is 97 years old.In 1920 when she was 8,she definitively left the Kars immigrating firstly Gyumri then Yerevan.
"I was 3 years old, it was the fi...
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When i was about 14 years old, my parents were working and were obliged to leave home every morning to let me and my young brother alone in our big house.
Oneday, I was alone in our house with my young brother adel because our parents had gone shoping.
I was doing my homewor...
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I was born in 1956, in a small town of Lambunao in the Philippines. My mom was a church singer and a seamstress while my dad is a policeman. We have big family, with 6 siblings; 3 boys and 3 girls. It was fun living with a huge family. My mom used to make our clothes and my d...
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MUM AND I...
Mine and mum's relationship was always a close one. And my mum was my strength.
My sister Trish moved out at an early age and then went on to move to Canada to become a nanny to a family there. She has been there ever since and never looked back. Trish is ...
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It may seem somewhat cliche, but as soon as I set my foot into the door of my first dorm room of my Freshman year at Lyndon State College in my native state Vermont, the only thing I could think of doing was not unpacking my mountain of boxes, not to meet my roommates, not flo...
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I suppose I should start by saying my name is Thurman Dwight Lane. I was told that grand mother Mannie Lane named me Dwight after some radio soap opera guy that she liked, maybe it was the Thurman part, anyway that is what I wound up with. I was also told just about every 4...
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I believe that for the most part my life has been extraordinarily blessed.
Although, if you looked at each moment, each memory, each particular period of time, you might say something different. For example, you might wonder what it was that got me up and moving the days I...
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