Ruth Deutschmann

Benjamin Epp

Pflersch

2008-05-12

1957

On Shrove Tuesday, I can remember - I pick up firewood and brother were taken with a wooden sledge. The father can sleep as long as he wants. How do we get home at half past eleven we are in.. The father was still in the chamber, as we have heard him get up. And that was all still made of wood with us, we said plank instead of course, since we have heard him go over, and unfortunately, it falls down the stairs. Since he has had an open fracture, broken foot. Since we have to Brixen to the hospital. We are almost half an hour from the road at the mountain top. And there we have it pulled down with a sledge, in February, the valley, brought the rescue, and in the hospital and since he was ten days and then he died. And since we are still have six children. I was the oldest and was often much in the woodwork, and by the way at home, in the summer mowing. We must all cut with a scythe and the hay. and wear on your head home. On the field, even! We are a month in the Bergmahd gone. With three, four goats, I have the sister and brother, a month long in the Bergmahd. And in winter we have pulled down the hay and a half hours from the mountain. Disconnect from home.