Stories tagged "Postwar": 190
Stories
Heading South
"We had two children in Germany. One of them became an attorney. She did her undergraduate work in Florida and then came up to UGA in Athens.
And she used to come to Atlanta quite a bit, and she said that she was going to settle here. …
Moving Across the World
"I immigrated to Canada. Like a lot of Brits go to Canada, and a lot come to America. That’s exactly what I did. I left in ’54. Went to Toronto. You know, that was a pleasant experience. I got a job with the Canadian Pacific Railroad as a…
Back to Europe
"I started out in the services—not in the retail side of the house.
I was in the services department. I first of all started in plans and headquarters. Later on I got into the field in services. So I had two careers at first. I spent a…
A Jubilant Time
"It was a jubilant time. I think a friend and I, we even went up to the West End with all the crowds, you know. Of course the thing that’s so, left me with deep impressions, were all the foreign troops in London, in England, during the…
Arriving at Ellis Island
"When we got off the ship at Ellis Island, [it was] just a big open area. We had to wait, and we were processed through and given coffee or milk. There were red-cross people hovering around trying to make people comfortable.
I remember…
Moving to America
"The International Relief Organization -- came into the camp, and they set up an office where the American soldiers and commander of the camp said, “Anybody that wants to go to the United States, sign up.”
My mom went ahead and signed up. …
Displaced Once Again
"[At the] end of 1947 we were transferred to a camp called Beth Israel outside of town called Hallein, which is about fifty miles east of Salzburg. And in this particular camp, there were actual rooms.
It had a door. It had a…
Life in a Displaced Persons Camp
"We arrived -- outside of a DP camp, a displaced persons camp, outside of Salzburg, Austria. This was late 1945 or early 1946. I believe it was either December or January because I remember very, very strongly how cold [it was] and the snow as…
Transferring through Union Station
"That night we were taken off the train in Washington, in Union Station. Very, very late, late at night. This was the day before Thanksgiving of 1950.
The five of us. My mom holding Ethel, and my dad holding my hand, and my, my sister…
Arriving in Atlanta
"About three or four o’clock in the afternoon we came into Atlanta Terminal Station in downtown. And we sat there on the train. The train stopped. I guess if the train had a different destination than Atlanta, we would have gone on. We didn’t…