36 Years Ago

36 Years Ago, Vienna 1971—A Student Journal

Day 342: Chopin and Dolly

Day 342 — Chopin and Dolly
09-Jul-1972 (Sun.)

Warsaw Old Town Square
My last day in Warsaw is filled with stuff to do. Walks, palace grounds and park areas, concerts—Chopin, men’s choir—and a Polish version of Hello Dolly. Plenty of pictures. On one hand I say Warsaw is drab, on the other hand, it’s beautiful.
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Day 341: Warsaw

Day 341 — Warsaw
08-Jul-1972 (Sat.)

Warsaw Palace of Culture
I arrive in Warsawa today, alone and by myself. I spend most of the day walking around, finally finding a room. My comments speak to the drab architecture of the communist era. Google Warsaw today for images—drab no more, it ain’t.
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Day 340: Last day with family

Day 340 — Last day with family
07-Jul-1972 (Fri.)

I say goodbye to my family in Loczno. They were great. I leave for Warsawa.
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Day 339: Town of Morag

Day 339 — Town of Morag
06-Jul-1972 (Thur.)

Not much today, shopping in a new town—Morag. Better stores. I see my first gypsies.
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Day 338: Shopping in Olystyn

Day 338 — Shopping in Olystyn
05-Jul-1972 (Wed.)

A day of shopping in Olytsyn shows that life in communist Poland was not a consumer’s paradise. I bring my mother-in-law into the picture. Why, you may ask?
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Day 337: Where’s the sickle?

Day 337 — Where’s the sickle?
04-Jul-1972 (Tue.)

Typical sickle on Polish farm
A family day of work in the fields of Loczno. I use a sickle to harvest the crop. Holy, cow.
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Day 336: Good Loczno potatoes

Day 336 — Good Loczno potatoes
03-Jul-1972 (Mon.)

Horse-drawn wagon in Loczno
A casual day with the family in Loczno. Some casual thoughts. Plenty of photos.
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Day 335: My father’s family

Day 335 — My father’s family
02-Jul-1972 (Sun.)

Uncle Nicks house in Loczno
Today, I’m in Warsaw to meet my relatives from the U.S. at the airport. I’m the international greeter, how weird. We drive to Loczno where I meet my father’s side of the family. Read More...

Day 334: Krakow, scenes of life

Day 334 — Krakow, scenes of life
01-Jul-1972 (Sat.)

Krakow church
Today is my second day in Krakow. I spend it as a normal person and take in the sights and offer my thoughts on life in Poland. Lots of photos today.
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Day 333: Krakow adventures

Day 333 — Krakow adventures
30-Jun-1972 (Fri.)

Krakow
I’m in old Krakow today, the medieval Polish city, with some very interesting sightseeing and train station stories. There’s some drinking involved. Photos.
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Day 332: Tylawa, my mother’s birthplace

Day 332 — Tylawa, my mother’s birthplace
29-Jun-1972 (Thur.)

My mothers birthplace
Today is the reason I have come to Poland. I see my mother’s birthplace in the village of Tylawa. What an emotional experience imagining my mother growing up in this beautiful village. I meet a very nice girl, Maria. An incredible day.
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Day 331: Off to Tylawa

Day 331 — Off to Tylawa
28-Jun-1972 (Wed.)

Uncle Gerry and family in Malomice
My relatives from Pennsylvania come to Malomice today but it is a short-lived visit. Uncle John is driving me to Tylawa. Watch out for those horse-drawn wagons on the highway.

You learn the reason I have come to Poland.
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Day 330: Farming is hard work

Day 330 — Farming is hard work
27-Jun-1972 (Tue.)

Teta Hanna off to the fields
We spend the day working the fields. I’m almost a farmer by now. You get to see me on a horse, as well.
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Day 329: Village life

Day 329 — Village life
26-Jun-1972 (Mon.)

Malomice children and John
Today, I learn a bit about village life and tending the garden. It ain’t easy folks. Try pumping the water by hand, carrying it a distance, and then hand watering a large garden. The fresh peas and strawberrys made up for it. Lots of photos today.
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Day 328: Arrival in Malomice

Day 328 — Arrival in Malomice
25-Jun-1972 (Sun.)

Teta M and daughter in Malomice
Another amazing day of travel in Poland. I arrive at my relatives in the village of Malomice. I won’t mention my skirmish with the law just yet. Photos today.
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Day 327: Arrival in Poland—what a day

Day 327 — Arrival in Poland—what a day
24-Jun-1972 (Sat.)

Sunset in Malomice
I’m in Poland. A totally incredible day of travel with a long post that documents parts of my journey to Poland and my first impressions of communist Poland. A book-learned kid suddenly wakes up to the real world and finds that people are friendly the world over and that soldiers carry machine guns. And that you can sometimes travel to the wrong town in the wrong part of the country on steam locomotives.
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