The chapter describing the taking of our town by the Texas Rangers, is the translated letter from my father, written in June 1945.
The heroine is my mother , whose gentle and upright manner set the tone in our family.
The essence of the anecdotes is that anything that goes on for a prolonged time, becomes normal for a child, it does not know the difference. Terror can become routine. Through my experience, I can state that a child does not necessarily become neurotic or damaged for life by witnessing horror, as long as here is one vital component: the demonstrated love and care of their father and mother, and also seeing the same attitude among the people they know. This constitutes a child’s world.