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Of all of Gershl’s children I only remember my father’s brother, who lived with my grandfather. He was a Hasid [5] and was fanatically religious. I don’t remember his name. He had a beautiful daughter and a handsome son, who studied in the yeshivah. We had too little in common and didn’t communicate closely. They perished in the ghetto during the war.
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