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ly to Palestine. Her tears
dried and she seemed to go
emotionally dead — she felt
deserted and stranded.
"When do we go?" she asked
in a hollow voice. "Tomorrow!'
That afternoon was filled
with gloom as nine of us
crowded into the small flat.
We prepared stamped enve-
lopes addressed to us at home
and asked them to write as
soon as they could. Gloom and
sadness overpowered every-
one. Very little was said to
break the silence.
A U.S. Army truck pulled
up the following day, and we
helped load the boxes and
suitcases.
We hugged and held each
other and said our goodbyes.
The minute they were
swallowed by the horizon,
my legs buckled, and I sat on
the dirt road and cried for
the first time since I was 10.
For the next five years, I
tried to find Helena, my
little girl, but without
success. No letter ever came
from her. Every government
and humanitarian agency I
contacted was unable to
help. In 1950, I decided to
move to Europe for a year
and try to find her. While
looking in vain for a
daughter, I found, instead, a
wife in Paris. We returned to
New York and I resumed my
life as an engineer.
One afternoon in 1952, I
received a call at the office
from my wife. She was
almost hysterical. She had
just heard from Helena.
After seven years of sear-
ching, I would see my
daughter.
When the door opened,
there stood a tall, beautiful
girl, chic in the latest style,
poised and gracious, return-
ing to my life.
She had written and mail-
ed the envelope I had pro-
vided, but the postage I had
used was not valid. Helena
eventually came to America
from a Displaced Persons
camp in Italy. She settled in
New York, married, had
children, and became a fash-
ion designer.
One day, she found the
photograph I had given her
with my mother's phone
number on the back.
Although so many years had
passed, she tried it anyway.
She didn't know my mother
had passed away a year
earlier or that we had moved
into her house and retained
her number. That's why,
when Helena called, my wife
was there to answer.
It was meant to be — just
as I was meant to be on a dirt
road in Czechoslovakia, fin-
ding the emaciated little girl
in the K.L. dress. ❑

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