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What I remembered was ‘mikada’ that I liked so much. For some reason those waffles were at home, when we had brought them to my father when he was ill… I was 11, but I understood that my father died. This happened in 1931. My father was buried in Lukianovskoye Jewish cemetery [8]. After the war we couldn’t find the grave.
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Year
1931
Location
Ukraine
Interview
Olga Bernstein
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