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"We traveled all day, and I don't remember meeting any
other wagons or stopping anywhere.... To my mother it must have
been fearsome and devastating to be plunged into this vast,
empty world after knowing only the narrow confines of her familiar
ghetto..."
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"Fragments of memory, pieced together, sketch the patterns
of an international diaspora, pushed to the North American West
by poverty, persecution, and upheaval, drawn by hope and by
families and friends who came before."
Elizabeth Jameson,
University of Calgary
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