In the evening, we headed west during rush hour to my cousin Snaige's house. I'd really only met her once -- back in '93 when my mom and I came up to visit Snaige's dad, Algimantis, before our trip to Lithuania. Algis had been born in Lithuania, and when he was sixteen, he apparently had to leave Lithuania due to WWII, and wound up in a DP camp in Germany. He and my mom, who were first cousins, wrote back and forth during that time. Algis met a woman in the camp, Eugenia, who became his wife. If
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