On Feb. 3, 1957, Latvian citizen Anna Paikens wrote somberly to her son, who had recently moved to Minneapolis: “You know that well that I am lonely. When I receive your letter it is like a sun after rain for me.”
She went on to describe her loneliness, and to remind Edward to send gifts back home in time for little sister Maija’s birthday. “Do you have churches there? Are you married or just engaged? Did you also have a wedding ceremony?” she wrote in an earlier letter.
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