Aunt of her husband survived the war and hunger, still a girl, but the oldest of the children. My mom didn’t remember anything, and my aunt told me:
“We stayed alone – my father was on the front, my mom worked for weeks, came from time to time, all alone. Neighbors are feeding. Sometimes, the house is completely empty and there is nowhere to take, we gather hemp with the children, roast, eat, and here a bomb. Go under the bed, it’s funny.