Patrycja19
20 Feb 2007
Genealogy / Poland- Stories from the Ancestors Homeland [20]
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Bringing this back up to the top so more can contribute to the story section
everyone can share :)
My uncle told me about someone who was very important came to see my grandmother back during the war. he said he wasnt even allowed to come near
his home as it was surrounded by police, and streets were blocked till this person
who came to visit her left. cant remember if he said he was a boy or coming from
work, but I know he wasnt even allowed to go home.
he said he was watching and the man who left, looked like hitler with a short mustache and was wearing what looked like a uniform, but he said it could have even been
that he was famous,but from Poland.
I know he said this man was related to his mom , but he couldnt remember how, and the only thoughts that crossed my mind were that our uncle Frank who was in
phillipines serving the war had died, and maybe this was a higher ranking officer
who was family that came to tell her about it, he said no, I remember when my brother died, that was horrible day for the family. because he was the first casualty of
our city of the war which started in 1941 he died january 4th 1942.
so to this day I do not know who this person was with all the police escorts and
was here on a visa from poland to see my Grandmother .
ok story from the American homeland.
my dad had retired from fords, and he used to "go junking" is what i called it.
but he would pick up scrap metal and take it to the scrap yard to be melted and
course metals can bring you in some nice income if you bring in enough on the side.
well during my dads excurions, he along the way had found other items of use, like
chairs, to which he brought home.
my mom who always said I want new kitchen set, liked on of the chairs so she put
it in the kitchen to sit on while she was cooking, my mom was not skinny, but not
obese, anyway, she was cooking and she had been for couple hours, making
good dinners as always, she decided to rest on this chair that my dad had brought
home, my two brothers were sitting at the table playing cards, I was watching mom
and when she sat down, she sat hard and the whole chair flattened!! like what
you see on TV just splatted flat with all four legs outward!
her response to this was Son of a B**CH!!
MY two brothers couldnt contain themselfs so they started bellowing, and my dad
came out to see what happened and immediately turned back around to go back in
another room because the look on moms face was obvious that he was going to
get supper alright , but not the way he wanted it!!
moral of this story, dont trust dads chairs!!! lol.
we all still laugh about that one, at the time I had cried because I thought mom
was hurt :) I still had my heart on my sleeve then as I do now :)
my mom told me a story about my grandmother who was very superstitous <~spelling
and she said she was told to go to the local market, but had to pass thru a area where a old cemetary was. she said she was walking past the cemetary and she saw a pair of
red eyes and thought it was the devil so she ran her fanny off to get home and she was so scared. she said she begged her father to not send her anymore.
one of my great aunts had never been exposed to technology, and when the kids
went out to buy a radio (when they were first made) they brought it home to show
her that it picked up stations from all over. she grabbed it and threw it after she heard the announcer and screamed devils!!! in Polish.
:)
Bringing this back up to the top so more can contribute to the story section
everyone can share :)
My uncle told me about someone who was very important came to see my grandmother back during the war. he said he wasnt even allowed to come near
his home as it was surrounded by police, and streets were blocked till this person
who came to visit her left. cant remember if he said he was a boy or coming from
work, but I know he wasnt even allowed to go home.
he said he was watching and the man who left, looked like hitler with a short mustache and was wearing what looked like a uniform, but he said it could have even been
that he was famous,but from Poland.
I know he said this man was related to his mom , but he couldnt remember how, and the only thoughts that crossed my mind were that our uncle Frank who was in
phillipines serving the war had died, and maybe this was a higher ranking officer
who was family that came to tell her about it, he said no, I remember when my brother died, that was horrible day for the family. because he was the first casualty of
our city of the war which started in 1941 he died january 4th 1942.
so to this day I do not know who this person was with all the police escorts and
was here on a visa from poland to see my Grandmother .
ok story from the American homeland.
my dad had retired from fords, and he used to "go junking" is what i called it.
but he would pick up scrap metal and take it to the scrap yard to be melted and
course metals can bring you in some nice income if you bring in enough on the side.
well during my dads excurions, he along the way had found other items of use, like
chairs, to which he brought home.
my mom who always said I want new kitchen set, liked on of the chairs so she put
it in the kitchen to sit on while she was cooking, my mom was not skinny, but not
obese, anyway, she was cooking and she had been for couple hours, making
good dinners as always, she decided to rest on this chair that my dad had brought
home, my two brothers were sitting at the table playing cards, I was watching mom
and when she sat down, she sat hard and the whole chair flattened!! like what
you see on TV just splatted flat with all four legs outward!
her response to this was Son of a B**CH!!
MY two brothers couldnt contain themselfs so they started bellowing, and my dad
came out to see what happened and immediately turned back around to go back in
another room because the look on moms face was obvious that he was going to
get supper alright , but not the way he wanted it!!
moral of this story, dont trust dads chairs!!! lol.
we all still laugh about that one, at the time I had cried because I thought mom
was hurt :) I still had my heart on my sleeve then as I do now :)
my mom told me a story about my grandmother who was very superstitous <~spelling
and she said she was told to go to the local market, but had to pass thru a area where a old cemetary was. she said she was walking past the cemetary and she saw a pair of
red eyes and thought it was the devil so she ran her fanny off to get home and she was so scared. she said she begged her father to not send her anymore.
one of my great aunts had never been exposed to technology, and when the kids
went out to buy a radio (when they were first made) they brought it home to show
her that it picked up stations from all over. she grabbed it and threw it after she heard the announcer and screamed devils!!! in Polish.