This is a story that has taken me 80 years to tell. It deals largely with my childhood during World War II, and my teenage years afterwards, which were much worse. My father had been a collaborator and, as a result, I was despised and shunned by almost everyone that knew about my family. As children, we suffered the consequences for a very long time. We had to keep it a secret from the whole world. It interfered with my plans for the future and cropped up during my whole life. Even today, my anger surfaces

on occasion. Wilhelmina Findhammer 2019