We lived in Washington, D.C. during the War. We’d drive in to the city because Lionel Hampton or Frank Sinatra were at the Loews. Then we'd drive back in the middle of the night. But it was too much fun, so we got divorced.


It had been illegal for soldiers to steal things from Germany after the War, so you can see that the maker’s mark was rubbed off in order for it to have been smuggled out and brought to the Soviet Union.


There was no Home Depot in Kiev in the ‘70s, so we had to slip something to someone under the table, and lumber would disappear from a construction site. 


They took my mom and me aside to a different room, where they searched our things, and of course they found the bag of jewelry and threatened to call the police.