The Proczkos met me again today. We explore a bit more of the historical city and visited a Ukrainian history museum. We explored the exhibit about the first half of the twentieth century, in large part the events that put an ocean between me and this branch of the family. Poignant. Then they escorted me to the airport for my departure.
My uncle showing me a beautiful rent in the old city he worked on renovating.
The church where one of my aunt and uncles got married
a relative on my mother's side, and also significant figure in modern Ukrainian history
Ukrainian scouts, plastuny
WHAT I LEARNED
The was a Jewish concentration camp near Lviv at the beginning of the 1941-1942.
I'm in Frankfurt and with one of my oldest friends. Life is good.