|Mother pushing me in buggy in 1942|
In the middle of the night, I remembered this conversation with my mother.
Me: So how were you able to buy tickets for the ship to get us to America?
Mother: We sold everything.
Me: Sold what?
Mother: Our furniture, the bikes, china and silver.
Me: You owned china and silver?
Mother: Yes, I got it when I was married. And we had to borrow some money too.
So, you see, I could have eaten from a silver spoon, just the way it was told to me.
Mother never owned china and silver again. I know that for sure.