The war
Letters from my father where one thing i looked forward the most as child , it meant my mother would smile a bit for while and i could hear things my dad has told to her .
I was 6 years old at that point March of 1942, almost half way through of something i learned to be WW2 when i was little bit older .
For sure i can say that my mothers smile and my dad's letter where the only solid thing i remember from the war
There was comfort in his letters , until that one day ...
