It just seemed appropriate that I got it back on this day.

We spoke no German, nor ate any German foods.

We have had longtime quilters come in to volunteer their time, but because the quilts are so ugly they just could not continue to help.

Our church taught us not to be prejudiced.

The neighborhood children told me that their Polish Catholic priest said that they could no longer play with me because I was a Protestant.

Artists as far away as Germany responded to the call.