Moghilev, 15/12/1941
Dear Doctor!
I have already sent you a card, Doctor, but as I doubt that it has arrived and I have just now got the chance to send another note I’m permitting myself to write again, that is, to write asking for your and your husband’s help, Doctor. I find it hard enough having to write to you, but there is nothing else I can do, we are all close to starving, and so I’m turning to you, Doctor. For fourteen days now I haven’t had one piece of bread or polenta to give to my child. In the first place, we don’t get any food here and, in the second place, I don’t have any money to buy anything with. I’ve already sold everything that I had in the way of clothes to buy a piece of bread for the little one. Now I have nothing left and am in the greatest despair. – So this is the point when I must ask you, Doctor, whether you can help me. Your husband will surely find some way of helping us, whether through money or by sending a little package. At any rate, please don’t forget us, and please pass this on to my sister. I have already written to her several times. – All I know is what I’ve heard from Ms. Pressner – that she has lost everything and is also very hard up in Copnigarod. I ask you once more, please help me in these urgent times. I ask for nothing for myself, just for my small child, because I can’t bear any longer to watch as he starves. Thank you in advance and I leave you with my kindest regards. Yours, Clara Wolf
Please hand in the enclosed note at the brewery
Sender: Clara Wolf
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To Mr. Dr. Patac, lawyer
Radauti