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Articles: Moral Stories | My Father's Gift
- Mr. Kiran Ravuri
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“When was that?”
“In 1920.”
Janet had already placed his age at about 80. “You must have been just a baby.”
“No,” he said, “I was 14.”
Janet mentally did the addition; she failed to hide her surprise.
“Yes, ”he nodded. “I’m 94.”
“And you’re ...” she looked at the empty seats next to him.
“Traveling alone? I am. My body’s slower, but not my mind; not yet.”
“Did you leave Poland to come to the U.S.?”
“Back then, we called it ‘America,’ but yes, we did.”
“We?”
“My father and I.”
“How long did it take?”
“Three and a half months.”
“I didn’t know it took that long to cross the ocean.”
“The ship only took two weeks. It took us three months to walk across Europe.”
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