Praised be Jesus Christ!
Cross Day-- That reminds me of our old home in Russia.
That was a great day. The
Feast was celebrated in the village Koehler which was three miles from
village. We went there in procession praying and singing. And there
villages 6 or 7 miles away that also came in procession to the church
Koehler. The parish choir from each procession stood before the cross
the church and sang. Since each parish wanted to have the best singing
priests came along. The church was too small, the name was St. Michael
was impossible that all should come inside so when the church was
knelt in the road outside. That was when we were young but when today I
of it there are tears in my eyes. That was before the Communists came.
One can hardly
believe that things can happen like that. But if we think or the gospel
our dear Lord was Himself tempted by the devil, was condemned and died
cross for us. He is the King of Kings and we poor ch1ldren of Adam
wonder when things come upon us. I mean the land where Communists rules
because I lived around it. Lived through it. Yes my dear that is the
many there are who say “Oh Lord thy will be done”, but how many too
hope that Communism will take the place or God. But I must not talk any
about Communism, how it is by us in the old home until I come back to
place in my continued story.
Now I will go
on with my story--- From Buenos Aires we had to travel by road for
about 24 hours
to the station Coronel Suarez there I had some relatives, namely my
sister and her man, Johannes Lauman(They had come with my)They had been
for 11 years. To get there we had to travel by horse for several hours
little colony called No 2. There my aunt Elizabeth had come with her
had about 30,000 pesos in money and property but that is not much in America.
had a little house and when we got inside we saw my aunt sitting with a
basket or straw in her hands which she used on the cook stove to cook
midday meal. And when she saw me, oh I tell you that was a great joy
saw me again. While my grandmother and her mother were still living
I could tell so much personally the meal would have been made right,
we began to eat she came out with a cup and saucer with something that
bitter that it was impossible for me to drink so she said, "You don't
that is style for us”, Then we had a good meal to eat and drink. We
ask many questions for when a person is gone from a house eleven years
much to talk about.
Maria I ask if it is possible to send me a postal card as to whether I
continue my story or come to an end.
Your dear parents, Michael and
Katharine Lang with their children are all in good health and the dear
bless you, Sister Thomas Marie and all the Sisters who live with you.