Tag Archives: New Jersey

Was Anyone Safe?

It will come as no surprise that whenever Dad wrote a letter to anyone- the State Department, the American Embassy, an Army official- the response usually took months. There was a war going on, so his letters were not a … Continue reading

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Home at Last- July 1941

I am sure that the news reports that Hitler had double-crossed Stalin and invaded the Soviet Union both shocked and worried Dad.  He had no way of knowing if his family was in danger or whether they were hidden from … Continue reading

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Traveling Back Home Alone

Once the decision to return to New Jersey was made, the letter writing began in full force. In late March, Dad sent a letter to the American Embassy in Moscow expressing his desire to leave, and he and his three … Continue reading

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Rocking in Rockaway, New Jersey

Dad spent the first eleven years of his life in Rockaway, NJ, which was a sleepy little town about forty miles west of New York City. It covered an area slightly over two square miles and was inhabited by under … Continue reading

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Two Grandfather’s, Two Paths

As I have researched the events preceding my grandparents’ decision to move their family from New Jersey to the USSR, I couldn’t help but reflect on how my other New Jersey grandparents handled living through the Great Depression. Dad’s parents … Continue reading

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London to Leningrad- December1931- Last Leg of Journey

The final leg of the journey from New Jersey to Leningrad began in Hull, England, where Dad’s family boarded the Arcturus, a small Finnish passenger steamship at 6:00 on the evening of December 23.   The Arcturus was nothing like … Continue reading

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The Traveling Diary

The diary I stumbled upon in Dad’s dresser drawer turned out to be the key to unlocking many of the mysteries of his life prior to marrying my mother.  I have reread it countless times since discovering it four years … Continue reading

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