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biographical history jews letters nazis self-discovery wwii

This biographical collection of letters with personal observations chronicles the history of an Austrian  family during WWII.  The mother and her husband are now living in Hollywood, California,  while their two sons are serving in the U.S. Army in Europe.   More than 500 war time letters are recorded and commented on by a grandson who upon discovering the trove of letters begins to search for his  roots and understanding about his own life in 2010 through the voices of his grandparents, uncle and father.
This then is the story of an assimilated Jewish family's escape from Austria to America in 1938 as revealed by their correspondence and with the intimate observations by the grandson as he comes to terms with his own life two generations later.All Rights Reserved

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