In January 22, 2008, Dmitro Domarad writes:
"Was then 1927 in Javirnik. Was with us in house 12 children and we were hungry. I came from school and say to mother that I want to eat. We had fields but not have a good farmer. Our father knew how to make children but on bread for children could not earn.
"Mother says to me, "Dmitro, maybe you write to your uncle in America, maybe he will save us." But I was only in first class. I couldn't write well and what mother said, so I wrote. Some 4 weeks later, my uncle wrote, "Sister Mary, I am sending you $50 so that you can buy bread for the children not to be hungry."
"When I read this letter to mother, she grabbed the letter from me and started to run around the house crying and hollering, "My loveable brother." Then we all children cried with our mother. So was joy and tears. I was then 8 years when was hunger in 1927, 1928 and 1929.
"In your mother's family, there was also many children and they had much fields. But with them was bread for your mother's father took better care of his children. I know this. When your mother's father came from church, so always stopped along the road to talk with us, for my father and your mother's father were godfathers to each other's family. So honored each other with visits. "
Life in Javirnik
March 22, 2007 Dmitro writes:
"You asked that I write how your mother lived and grew up, in what kind of house, so I write. Such houses were under straw roofs. And people, very much in poverty, who could not work the ground, ate oats. But the earth was good only people were withdrawn.
"Few knew how to write or read since Javirnik had no schools. Then young people started to learn. In 1927 when I started to go to school, this school was in Farmer, close to your mother's. Then they built a new school in 1930. In Javirnik there was not even one house. Entire village was overgrown with woods and Kypruva. My mother said that sometimes people ate the bark of trees and pigweed. I ate pigweed because there was no bread.
"I am enclosing a map to your house. It was called Wahala Wachalivski Mukolai. Your mother grew up here in house #1. It was a big enough farm, with much ground. I went there on Sundays to visit the boys, your mother's brothers. This house was smoky without a chimney and covered with straw. When about 100 houses were built , Javirnik was about 10 kilometers long (6.2 miles) and the roads were not good, very muddy.
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