My grandmother was 12 when she left her home.. It was the 30s and my great grandparents knew it was time to get out of Germany. They lived in Lagenfeld and owned the local department store. My grandma had a little sister, Helga, who her parents thought was too young to make the journey without them. They were to follow behind my grandmother but needed to shut down the store first. My grandma, with gold coins sewed into her clothes and who spoke no English, made the journey across the Atlantic to Fort Worth, TX. It was Mr. and Mrs. Harry Bockstein and their family who had sponsored my grandmother until her parents could make it. She was the first German Jewish child refugee to TX (the picture and article are here). From what I understand, the family took great care of my grandmother. 
  At age 18, my grandma moved to Brooklyn, NY to be closer to the Jewish immigrating population hoping that her parents or sister would end up there. She met my grandpa on a blind date and they were married soon after.
  My grandparents spent most of their lives spending hard-earned money on traveling the world. Any country that had a significant Jewish population they ventured to in hopes of finding my grandma's family. 
   Her parents and sister never made it out of Germany. We got confirmation many years later that all three died in camps as did almost my grandmother's entire extended family.
  My grandma died on March 21, 2013. My grandpa just celebrated his 100th birthday on February 12, 2019. 

– Alyssa Adelson

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