オパール・ママンo70 In the end of the war, my mother is 15 years old. This pubertal thought of marriageable age. It is subime. Bet a ring on it, and death of father. However, I am numb when I imagine the distance from the end of the war when I do not leave out exisiting in such a thing. The nation might do it by what kind of living. It was desperate, and everybody held out and survived.