Ladies and gentlemen, I am very grateful for your message, which I have now received. I became totally desperate when my countless requests for help went unanswered. As I’ve already mentioned, returning home would mean the world to us, therefore I beg you, my dear [...], do something for us in this regard. We don’t have any strength left, my father is seriously ill and completely enfeebled and I am unable to look after him. The complete lack of food or rather the impossibility of laying our hands on it is a disaster, and I don’t know how we will
get through all this in the near future. Please take pity on us and help us return to our home. We’re not making any demands and would be overjoyed even with the smallest little room, so long as we were at home. The conditions here, coupled with my yearning to return home, have left my emotions in tatters. Please listen to others’ stories about how we live here. If people don’t tell you, you have no way of imagining it. I’m sorry if I’m bothering you but I don’t know how to help myself, I’m in such despair. My heart aches and I’ve never cried so much. Perhaps a kind present will help us live a little more like worthy human beings. A thankful Rudich family