the wife of my uncle’s on my father’s side, emigrated already to, of all places, Bournemouth. Right. And she said, “Olga,” to my mother, “why don’t you come out? I’ll find you a job here.” And she did. And my mother had the foresight to leave us – my father and me – in Vienna, with an uncertain future. But the, the big thing that my mother did, deciding to emigrate, was tremendous.
