P. Kerz told me that doctor can’t do anything alone. Father, please, do what you can. You have saved us all and perhaps you are the only one who can save him. Please, don’t spare anything, Father. You can use anything we have at your own discretion. Father, I have nothing but you and you are like a Father to me. Please, save my baby, have mercy on me.
I kiss you and I ask you to kiss my mom.
Your Marytė
Miriam Blat’s (Marytė’s) letter to Juozas Straupis written from a hideout in a convent
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