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Page 142
... wrote seldom , and Galya and Dima not at all . Some- times it seemed to me that Mama did not write to me simply be- cause she had no money for stamps . Something had to be done to help her , but I did not know what . I could not get ...
... wrote seldom , and Galya and Dima not at all . Some- times it seemed to me that Mama did not write to me simply be- cause she had no money for stamps . Something had to be done to help her , but I did not know what . I could not get ...
Page 290
... wrote down : " Jovann Petrich , 38719 , Vesseli Dubnyak ( Bosnia ) . ” When I got home I wrote a post card ( for some reason I wrote it in block letters ) about Jovann Petrich's death and sent it to Bosnia , to the village of Vesseli ...
... wrote down : " Jovann Petrich , 38719 , Vesseli Dubnyak ( Bosnia ) . ” When I got home I wrote a post card ( for some reason I wrote it in block letters ) about Jovann Petrich's death and sent it to Bosnia , to the village of Vesseli ...
Page 456
... wrote that the unit had been moved to Molodechno , near Minsk , that there was little work , but that he was not planning to quit because he predicted the coming of significant times ( these words were underlined in the letter ) and ...
... wrote that the unit had been moved to Molodechno , near Minsk , that there was little work , but that he was not planning to quit because he predicted the coming of significant times ( these words were underlined in the letter ) and ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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