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Actually, I am born in
1937. My stepfather was Nordic champion in boxing and my mother was a
poor farm girl from Jutland.
My mother had no money and
no husband, so the
first 2 years of my life, I spend in a Nuns nursing home in the country site,
while my mother was trying to make a living and find a husband.
However as my mother and my
new stepfather had decided to get married, I had to move with them, all
though I was quit satisfied with were I was. You do not want to have a
fight with my mother neither with a Champion, so I had to follow suit
and moved to an old un-insulated summer house, at a lake site, far from
nowhere, with no heating system
other than, what we could collect in the the woods. -100 on
the kitchen table in the winter time, but! lovely in the summer time. Not so bad after all
- The pancakes was good.
That was the entrance to
my life in a nation at war.
Now I am still living by
"the lake", but this time ....up in the mountains over looking the
Mediterranean and always in a nice warm climate.
This is
the story of my working life. |