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–I don’t understand nothing what you are talking about, but I presage that you are really
               worried,  son.  I’ll  tell  you  what  you  want  to  know,  and  that  God  forgives  me  if  I  commit  a
               mistake doing it, – she breathed deeply and continued: –Kurt; he came that night of 1947. My
               brother Kurt, was presumed dead or disappeared in Berlin of 1945, he was really complying a
               mission in Italy when the war ended. He remained two years hidden in a Franciscan Monastery
               in the South of Italy, until 1947 when he could came to Argentina, thanks to the support staff
               for  war  fugitives  that  worked  with  the  help  of  the  government  of  the  President  Domingo
               Perón.


                      –But, Mom –I interrupted– Why did he not return to Egypt, to the familiar ranch? The
               Egyptian government was very protector of the Germans, especially after the foundation of the
               State of Israel in 1948.

                      –It  is  a  mystery.  He  never  wanted  to  say  it,  neither  the  motive  of  the  persecution,
               because he was only 30 years old. – Reasoned my Mother ingeniously– and he almost always
               had diplomatic destinies.

                      –But, what was he during the war? –I asked intrigued– civil or military?


                      –Military; Officer Waffen   . Major or something similar. You must have present that
               in 1938 I got married with your father and I came to Argentina and I lost the contact with him
               for many years.

                      Kurt  was  in  the  32  Squadron  Leader,  i.e.,  Faehnleinsführer,  of  the  Hitler  Youth  or
               Hitlerjugend, in the German community of Egypt. Thanks to an arrangement of my Father,
               who for his nobiliary title enjoyed of some influence in Germany, in 1938 he went to study to
               one of the schools Napola, Nationalpolitischen Erziehugsanstalten, of Berlin. After that I
               only see him three times, the last was before leaving to Argentina, in the Christmas of 1937;
               then 10 years would pass until he appeared here in 1947. During this time I didn’t know much
               about him, due to I received letters once a year and never directly. Because Kurt wrote to Egypt
               and thence Dad send them here.

                      In such way that I almost don’t know anything about his career; just the little that he
               could said me in the correspondence of his student days and less during the war, in which he
               showed himself sparing with the others. I know that in the school Napola he outstood by his
               knowledge in languages of the Middle East and this helped him to realize many special grades,
               but I don’t know specifically in what consisted.


                      I remember that in his early days he was happy, because they permitted him to enter in
               a division of the school Napola called, if I’m not mistaken Fliejer H-J, where was imparted the
               air training; but I repeat you that I know very little about him after his graduation in 1937. He
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