The following story is true and deals with things, whichhappened involving my Mothers Aunt and me during WorldWar II. I will be 73 years old in December, 2001and havethought about these events frequently over the last 60years. I can tell you two things of which I am certain.First, I am convinced that none of this would havehappened if it wouldn’t have been for the war. Second, Idid not then, nor do I now feel as if I was abused in any way.
I had just turned 13 when the war broke out in Decemberof 1941.