[Jacek]

If there is someone who´s not fallen asleep, here´s the story of my Mother´s family:

My maternal Grandfather was a director in one of Warsaw´s banks. Grandma didn´t work, of course.
The occupation itself was uneventful. My Grandfather had unsuccessfully tried to find his unit in September ´39. Then, he resumed work in the bank. Shortly before the Warsaw Uprising, the family moved to the sommerhouse, as theirapartment was right in the center of Warsaw and my Grandpa was by then too old to fight.
Lots of cousins and friends moved into the house too.

From time to time, the Germans attempted to catch my Grandfather and send him to work in Germany: he managed to hide somewhere every time.

After the Soviets came, it turned out that the house where they had lived was destroyed, as most of Warsaw.

Only in 1947 the bank which resumed its activities and managed to find an apartment in Warsaw, where the Family moved in. My Grandpa was not a diector anymore, but as a good specialist worked on in the bank.
My Mother was a little child at that time and remembers nothing. I have never met my Grandfather: he died in 1962, 80 ys old.

It is astounding that one could survive the whole occupation and two wars without loss of close relatives. But again: had anybody died, I would not have been here to tell about it.