I am so delighted that my friend Erika Kind agreed to do a guest post for me. I have read and enjoyed hearing of the wonderful, warm relationship she had with her grandfather. Wouldn’t it be a wonderful world if we all had a person with whom we share unconditional love and the bond that is never broken?
Grandpa and I
My grandfather was born 1927 as the only child of his parents. As far as I know he had a happy childhood. But his good times ended before he was even 20 years old when he was conscripted for WW II. He often told us about the war, his struggles in captivity and starving till he was just skin and bones. My grandfather was Austrian. After Hitler invaded Austria they had to fight for Germany. At the end of the war when all the horrible facts were revealed to the general public, he was shocked to…
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