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Jew, October 1943
My father offered hospitality to a young peasant family (father, mother and eight year old son) who worked in the farm-Porro Lambertenghi Cassina Rizzardi (today a member of the center education).

the evening we shared dinner with them, was a simple soup. They slept with us, in tight spaces. I, the father and the little one in bed a square and a half.

before bedtime, my father told me that morning was to accompany them on the road to Appiano Gentile, because they wanted to reach the Swiss border.

Early in the morning I accompanied them outside the country and asked them why they fled. Croatian Jews were so sought after by the fascist regime.

I asked their name before leaving, also recommended to stay in the camps and roads, thus avoiding the patrols of control.

Mirko Stanic, he said his father and promised that they would return to meet. I have not seen again. I was scolded by my father because I would have to accompany them later and I still doubt that the axle is not having been able to reach the Swiss border.