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, a young couple got married. Actually, Lentshin had become a village with few young people. The young men left for Warsaw and sometimes for the United States. Like Samuel,
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Berl and Berlcha also received such photographs. But their eyes were failing and neither he nor she had glasses. They could barely make out the pictures. Samuel had sons and daughters and grandchildren. Their names were so strange that Berl and Berlcha could never remember them. But what difference do names make?
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