generations

I got an email from my dad yesterday, containing a couple of really cute pictures. They were found recently in the estate of the lady who looked after my Uncle Lout while he was in hiding during the war (as happened frequently to Dutch Jewish children, if they were lucky), and who died recently.

It shows my dad as baby in Lout’s arms (he would be aged 7 then) I would guess in late 1946 and with Uncle Lout and my Uncle Michael as 6-month old – my dad describes himself as being “the cute one on the left, I would have been about 3 years, 3 months at the time, still with squint!”

All together now: “Awwwww”.

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