Alfred Vitkunas remembers
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Alfredas Vitkunas was an active member of the South Australian Lithuanian community. These are his memories about his leaving Lithuania and arrival in Australia. Thankyou to Jura Reilly, who gave permission for her father's memory to appear here. “Faster! Faster! Can we go any faster?”. Our two horses froth at the mouth, their breathing is as laboured as mine, as I sit petrified with fear, alongside my family who are huddled together inside the cart. I’m 18 again and just a few hours earlier, while I was working at the Kaunas post office, I took a peek at some very official documents that had arrived. They are the dreaded deportation lists to Siberia and our family’s name is on one of them. I run home as fast as I can and blurt out this vital information to my family. Without delay, we throw as many belongings as we can into a suitcase each. It’s a hot day in June 1944 and now we’re fleeing Lithuania by crossing into Germany via the townships of Kudirka...