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My father's parents were Polish. His mother escaped to Russia at the beginning of the war and was recruited into the Red Army as a nurse. Towards the end of the war she was stationed in my Grandfather's town. One day she was in a tailors store and after an attractive young gentleman left she heard the tailor say "Bloody Jew, Hitler should have killed them all!". This surprised her as she'd been under the impression that he had. So she followed my grandfather home and started stalking him, first becoming friends with his sister (the only one to survive) and eventually getting her claws into him.
So anyway, they were married in a Displaced Person's camp in Germany, where my father was born and then got on a ship to Australia when he was one.