Friday May 10, 1940 was the day we were going to go to the French consulate to pick up our visas, the last step on our way to catch a US-bound ship in Genoa, Italy, and join Arthur and Raymond who were already in the US Our belongings had been packed and were ready to be moved out of the apartment for shipment and we would spend the night with our grandparents before taking the train for Italy. When we woke up in the early morning of that memorable day the invasion of Belgium was on and the Germans were bombing Antwerp. The French consulate was closed to all, except French nationals. We were stuck. How did we land in this predicament? The story starts during World War I.
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