Day 336: Good Loczno potatoes
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Day
336 — Good Loczno potatoes
03-Jul-1972
(Mon.)
TRANSCRIPT
Horse-drawn wagon in Loczno
POLAND
Loczno
Always eating plenty of good food. Although here,
very little is grown on the farm. The used to have a
lot of land but it was all confiscated. So his taxi
business is first.
Played soccer with the kids. At least, I tried. They
were really good. Mary Ann even played. We played
checkers also. The Polish way of playing, it is so
stupid. It’s very easy to lose.
A little weed pulling in the potato patch. Here they
do grow a lot of potatoes.
REFLECTIONS
Loczno.
My Polish relatives, uncle Nick and teta Anna, are
not farmers in Loczno. As mentioned yesterday, they
have a beautiful house and a garden, in which they
grow potatoes. I suspect that they bought some of
their food.
Confiscated lands. They
said that they had land for farming but that it was
confiscated. I’ve never understood how that
happened—my guess is that after the war, land was
taken by the new government. Why, I don’t know? This
was the time, after WWII, that most of my relatives
began to emigrate to the U.S.
Taxi.
Uncle
Nick’s business is that of driving his taxi. I
imagine that he is doing ok. Remember, this is
communist Poland and you wonder what they must do to
get their own business established. Certainly, the
cost of a car itself was a luxury that most people
could never afford.
Kids. Having fun with the kids and my cousin Mary
Ann. Soccer—anyone from Europe and eastern Europe can
play soccer. In the 1970s, soccer in the U.S. was not
big. Polish checkers? Easy to lose? I just wasn’t any
good at it.
Here are a few photos of Loczno:
Cousin Mary Ann and aunt Nancy
Uncle
Nick and family
(L-R) Danusha, uncle Nick, Woladek,
Mirek, teta Nancy, teta Anna
John
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