Hello readers! I know I have been silent for a while. Surgery, recovery, and summer plans have created an unplanned sabbatical from the blog- but don't worry- lots of stuff is happening!
Just a couple of weeks ago I went to the Holocaust Museum in D.C. to hear a presentation on refugees of the war, and my Opa's story was included! I will write a separate blog about that and give you more detail.
Today I am embarking on another research adventure! Wheels up today for Kansas! My folks, Jason, and I are traveling to the great plains of Kansas to do some research and discovery of the place my Grandmother grew up. Internet may be limited, so I'll try to update as well as I can from the road.
School is around the corner, and so is a regular routine. The blog should be updated regularly in no time.
At age 18, Tom Doeppner was smuggled out of Nazi Germany. He was 26 before he saw anyone in his family again. Tom was my Grandfather, “Opa.” Cleaning out my Grandmother’s desk ten years ago, I found a small box where Opa had kept letters from his family, written as early as 1938. When I opened that box, I found a story that I never knew. This blog tells the story of what happened to Tom and his family in that decade of separation.
