❤ Sharing Folkworthy Stuffs ❤
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My grandmother reunited with her best friend of 60 years in 2003. His name was Martin Krakowski and he was a survivor of the camps, along with his brother. Unfortunately, the rest of his family was murdered at Buchenwald and other locations, but from what I remember when Martin stayed with us (we were very close to him) we had to make sure that the house did not have any onions or garlic because the entire time Martin was in the camps, that’s the only thing the Nazis fed them.
Martin passed away in 2010, but while I was taking courses at a community college, I gave a biographical speech for my speech class with information gathered from my grandma regarding “shtetls” and other Yiddish terms.