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The two of us lived in this apartment for four years. In 1977 my mother died and I was alone. Shortly before she died my mother said bitterly: Feigel, feigele, (little bird) how will you live all by yourself?’ My mother was so concerned about my loneliness; she had foreseen my lonely life at the old age. Our mother was a holy person for us. She was a very nice person, she liked theater, cinema, she liked arts. She was smart and my brother and I listened to opinion. She believed in God and celebrated all Jewish holidays. I buried my mother near my brother’s grave. I had a beautiful gravestone installed on their graves.
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Anna Gliena