I am thinking about all the people we met when we spent several weeks in Ukraine. I hope they will be okay.



The folks we shared the beach with in Yalta.
The congenial couple who helped us find the location of the large estate in Kowalicha once owned by my husband Dave’s great grandparents and their children.
The woman selling poultry in Odessa.
The man who was living in what had been the schoolhouse my grandmother attended in the Mennonite village of Gnadenthal.
The bird lover who turned up every day to feed the pigeons in Independence Square in Kiev.
The women who lived in what had once been the high school in the Mennonite village of Schoenfeld where my husband Dave’s uncle was a teacher.
The ballet dancers who entertained us in Lviv.
These women near the former Schoenfeld Mennonite settlement who let us watch them milk their cows.
A knowledgeable young man who gave us a tour of the Massandra winery in Yalta.
We had an unforgettable time in Ukraine. We met so many wonderful people who helped to make our time there rewarding and enjoyable. What is happening to them now?
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