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Show ANN HARP 1 2 1 ANN: And, how, like I said I used to love them for what th y v d n fl r me, but I just couldn't understand it; I just couldn't understand it. Of course at th tim you're eighteen, you think, Okay, if that's the way they want to do it, fine! Until th hurt sets in. BEC: Yeah. Oh! ANN: But there are people, I'm afraid, that are like that. They're so staunch in their beliefs that they have no room for anybody else. And it's sad 'cause once the daughter got married, I lived with her for a while. And she got a baby. And I still have pictures of us being in the park. And that all happened when I was seventeen, eighteen years old. And then after that, nothing. So I don't even know if they're still alive. I know the mother isn't anymore, 'cause she was in her sixties already when I came to live with them. So I know she's gone, but I don't know about the others. Probably been long gone, too, really. But it's- BEC: How painful. ANN: You know, those are experiences that make up your lifetime, and somehow you go along and pick up the pieces. BEC: Yeah. So then after the war, when reconstruction or whatever was going on, you said it was still very tough for a few years? ANN: Yeah it was 'cause there was not that much work going on. And we finished school and then we started working. My very first job was in a little grocery store. And I was making, geez, how much was I making? My first paycheck was eight gilders for a whole week. And I worked every day after school and all day Saturday. And 29 |
