Postcard to Aron from “Daddy” (Polya’s father, Chaim aka Henri Dechtiar)
March 30, 1914
“Breton (Jules) 1827-1906 — La Rappel des Glaneuses
(trans. The Gleaners’ Reminder — JM)
Paris to Russie, Kishinev
Yekaterininskaya Street #62 To Toropovsky for Aron
March 30/April 8, 1914
Front (A): I envy them very much!To be inseparable from the nature and to work with it together…not in the dirty frowsy city with its civilization mask.
Auntie Pulya is horribly sad! has a little bit of headaches, and her heart aches, but she is still healthy.
Heigh-ho~ I Ha-ha-ha-
Howdy, Heracles. Well, How is life? No response to repine at unhappy lot! We are alive! Yes, yes, luckily despite everything, we are alive! So far we didn’t die…That’s all! Well, one more thing: I received the newspaper today with some notes, and a very interesting postcard “the Blind…She is blind, she is seeking but can’t find anything.” It is sad to be able to see with your open eyes and to see nothing ahead of you, and to find nothing. Yes, brother, it is dark and boring. I need to distinguish a light in the distance…