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My father's typewriter

This typewriter belonged to my father.

He was in Africa during the second world war (in a prisoner camp with the English in North Africa). A lot of his friends died but he survived. He was taken in by an American military organisation, was for a few years in America: considered them the saviours of his life.

He learned English, became an interpreter, and became a journalist. After 4 years, he we…