November 6, 2011

It was so cold.

My Mom recalls that the barracks that housed the Displaced Persons were so cold that she could see her breath. One winter morning, Mom found the water had frozen in a rosebud vase.

Mom and her roommate used to heat up a clothes iron before going to sleep, and they placed the iron on the mattress to warm the bed for the night.


Seligenstadt, Germany, 1945. My maternal Grandfather, Jake, wears a coat and hat while he works indoors at the Displaced Persons camp. There's cigarette smoke in the air, too.

Although Jake was a widower by this time, he still wears his wedding ring. The ring is on his right hand; that was the custom. Mr. Irene has worn that ring as his own wedding ring since we married.

2 comments:

Svalbonas said...

Hello! Your blog is wonderful! I am doing research on Latvian and Lithuanian DP camps in Germany. I wonder if your family at all remembers the street names where these camps were located?

Irene said...

Thanks for your kind words about the blog. Mom does not remember the street names of the DP camp. Here are some photos of present-day Seligenstadt; you may be able to find the street names by searching the location of the company now located on the camp site.