Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Autobiography: Family History Shredded
In memory of all the family letters I could have read that were burned in an incinerator in the 1940s.
For all the unlabeled photographs where identities are long lost.
For all the stories where the truth is untold.
For all the unknown suppositions.
For all the hypotheses.
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