Out of the blue in early 2013, I received an email from an architectural history doctoral student in Poland that opened up an opportunity for me I could previously only have imagined. Magda Starega was looking for postwar images of the Danzig Mennonite Church for a paper she was writing about its architecture; she was told I might have some that were taken by seagoing cowboys.
A correspondence with Magda developed. She wondered what other images I had of postwar Gdansk (the Polish name of the city, reclaimed after the war). I recognized in her a highly professional young woman. Knowing I would be in Germany later that year, the light bulbs went off in my brain. Could I extend my trip and travel on to Poland? See for myself where my grandfather and a majority of the seagoing cowboys had been? Find the rebuilt locations of images shared with me by the cowboys? Would Magda help me? She readily agreed, and my short, four-day visit far exceeded my expectations.
At our initial September 30 meeting in the Gryf Hotel in Gdansk, Magda brought a colleague with her, Grazyna Goszczynska, known to me as Grace. In Grace, I recognized another highly professional woman, who had experience in photography and curating historical photo collections. Before leaving home, I had sent Magda the image I had of the ceremony in Suchy Dab we saw in my last post and wondered if we might be able to find that location. And Magda and Grace took me there.
What a thrilling day to stand in the same street as the Heifer Project recipients of 1945, in front of the same house in the photo! We learned later that during the war that house was occupied by a local authority.
Magda and Grace then took me on a cold call to visit a nearby farmer, a Mr. Alaut, who Grace had discovered had received an UNRRA horse in late 1946. We walked up their lane along a fencerow of salmon-colored dahlias and were met by two friendly little black and white dogs who announced our arrival. When the family learned our purpose, they welcomed us into the house that Mr. Alaut’s parents had taken over days before World War II began, after its German owners had left. He said they were safe there during the war.
Mr. Alaut recalled walking the twenty kilometers to the ship at age 16 to get the horse for his family, their first horse for the farm. “It was a beautiful horse, but wild!” he said. “I walked it home with a lead rope.” Many of the seagoing cowboys had told me the horses they cared for were wild off the western range, and I often wondered how on earth the recipients managed them. Here was my chance to get an answer. “We trained it,” he said. “My neighbor had gotten a horse, too, and we made the two horses work together as a team.”
Mr. Alaut told me, “We kept the horse in the house to keep it safe. We were afraid of the Russians. They would just come and take anything they wanted. They would steal horses and sell them.”
Like all recipients I visited in Europe, Mr. Alaut expressed his gratitude. “Because of help from the U.S.A., we were able to get a start,” he said.
Today, the third generation runs the farm, raising grain and sugar beets, hogs and geese. They still had two descendants of their UNRRA horse, but these, Mr. Alaut said, “will be the end of the line. No one wants horses today.”
Peggy, I am enjoying your installments on The Sea-Going Cowboys’ adventure. Today I received my copies of the book…I was so excited! Read it right away and loved it. Plan to introduce it in an upcoming children’s story at Agape Church of the Brethren, Fort Wayne, IN. Maybe someday our paths will cross, and you can autograph it for me, Wonderful job, Peggy, and the illustrations are great, also! Noticed Claire Ewart lives in Fort Wayne….may I have her phone number so I can have her autograph my books, also. Yours truly, Rose Miller ’69 Eastes
Thanks, Rose. So glad you like the book. Claire and I will both be at Canterbury School in Fort Wayne for their Book Fair on Wednesday, April 20. Claire presents at 10:30 and 11:00 and I present at 1:00 and 1:30. The event is open to the public. There may be some signings ahead at some Fort Wayne bookstores, too. They’ll be posted on my website events page.
Dear Peggy: Recently I gave a talk at Bethel College North Newton, Kansas, I called it “My Peace Pilgrimage” and of course I included my trip to Gdansk with horses. After the talk a man came up to me and said his wife was from Poland and her father was a recipient of one of those horses. That was the first time I had first hand knowledge of the end result of our efforts. Robert O. Epp
Hello, Robert! How wonderful to have met an UNRRA recipient. In North Newton, no less. Wow! Thanks for sharing that! I wish I could have heard your presentation. Was it taped?
Wow! That is so gratifying to read, Peggy. Meeting someone who remembers and even knowing the descendants of those horses are still there. The pictures are very cool, too.
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Thanks, Joyce. As a sister historical researcher and writer, you can imagine how my excitement kept building on that trip!