practically my whole life, I’ve railed against the communists. Now I have my doubts: so what if those old mummies ruled over us, pinning medal after medal onto one another, and we couldn’t go abroad, read forbidden books, or eat pizza, the food of the gods? That little girl…she would have still been alive, no one would have been shooting at her…like she was a bird…You wouldn’t have had to hide in the attic like a mouse…” He died soon afterward, just a little while later. Many people died in those days, a lot of good people. They couldn’t take it anymore.
