And when …my brother [Willy] in his Jeep drove into Germany [Bamberg] with the American- American Army, you see, my grandmother’s old cook or maid looked out of the window. And she shouted, “Jesus Christ! There’s our Willy!” [laughs] So that’s how we found her again. She was a good Catholic. And of course she was very kind to my grandmother. She used to throw food over the ghetto wall when she could.