When the Germans invaded Poland, my brothers Sam, Abraham, and I fled across the border to the Ukraine.  The Ukrainians separated the men from the women. I lost track of my brothers.  My parents and my remaining siblings were hidden in a barn in Poland for four years. 

 

I was on my own in Ukraine where I hid and slept in parks. I was offered work in “deep Russia” by a wealthy family.  I did farm work.  I learned to drive a train.  When the Germans came into Russia, I had to hide and walk.

 

I went back to Poland at the end of the war and was reunited with my family.  I married briefly and then divorced.  The family later came to the United States.  The siblings remained close despite going to different parts of the United States.  One brother, Abraham, remained in Russia.  I raised two daughters and am very proud of my two grandsons. 

It is always trouble for the Jews.