COMING IN FALL 2009
'Waiting to be Heard: The Polish Christian Experience under Nazi and Stalinist Oppression, 1939-55.'
Compiled and edited by Bogusia Wojciechowska
"My dear son. I was waiting for your letter with great impatience. Your letters are for me like a balsam for my injured heart. My pining for you poisons me in my old age; I wait for the time when I can find myself in your arms and cry with joy, though I don't know when this will happen."
Michał Wojciechowski, writing from Kluczbork, Poland, in April 1947, to his son Bolesław Wojciechowski (above) in England. Michał died before Bolesław obtained a British passport and was able to visit Poland. The family was originally from Lwów and the children recalled that they were obliged to move from that part of Poland when Lwów became part of the Ukraine. For this reason Michał saw himself as a refugee even though he still lived in Poland.
