My Dearest Beloved Sons, I am writing this letter for a very good purpose, to thank you for all you have done for Hannah and I am sorry for not being such a good father. You guys have lived on your own like an adult for a long time and I am very proud of you guys. First of all, you guys started off having jobs, getting money, getting good pay checks, and now you’re grown men. Herschel, I’m very sorry for not glancing at your handsome face for the last time, but if I did, it would’ve been an unforgettable moment. If you guys could just be here with us, it would make the world to me, because we can’t take imaging you guys sitting here with us when you’re not. Even though you guys probably believe we’re in trouble, it’s fine. You guys are more important to us the most.
When I was born, 1891, I had grew more and more and I grew up with My father and mother in a little old house in Zvolen, which is in central Poland. Later then, I became an adult and married my Jewish neighbor Hannah, your mother. We both settled in an industrial city named Radom, which had been where we had you three intelligent men. I had been one of the six children known of Yiddish speaking, just like you guys. …show more content…
What I started to do was to cut and sell leather to manufacturers. As you guys of course know, the German Nazis that Hitler created had invaded we, Jewish people. Hannah and I had been evicted from our house just like you guys had been, and so that is why we had to move in with you Itzik. As Itzik had helped us live safely in that shack during that time known as the Ghetto. Then, in the beginning of August, the Germans started liquidating the Ghetto in Radom. Soon after August 17, 1942, your mother and I were shoved in a