TRAIAN LASCU : ” MEMORIES „
New World Here I Come
After wandering through Czechoslovakia, Germany and France for three years as a refugee, during which I did day labor, coal mining, iron work and dish washing in Paris, and tired of the catch 22 conundrum where you could not get a job in Paris unless you had residency in Paris, and you could not get residency in Paris unless you had a job in Paris, I decided to accept my cousin George Ulita’s offer to emigrate to Canada. George emigrated ahead of me to Canada and was now willing to sponsor me.But the Canadians were taking then-sweet little time with the visa. Tired of waiting six months for it, I decided to apply for immigration to Brazil, where I was accepted immediately and scheduled to embark for Brazil two weeks later. Fortunately for me, a week before embarking for Brazil I received word from the Canadian Legation in Paris that my visa had arrived.I chose Canada over Brazil and three weeks later I embarked in Le Havre on December 14, 1951 upon HMS Scythia, a small Cunard transatlantic ship of only 17,000 tons. Things went well for the first two days until the ship met a violent Atlantic storm that practically stopped the ship in its tracks. The storm was so bad that the HMS Mary, the 80,000 ton transatlantic ship, was held back in port for two days before starting on its crossing. There were days when our little ship made no headway at all, with the propellers frequently out of the water. It took our little ship 10 days to make the crossing she usually made in five days. Many people became sick of the violent storm, but myself, who had never been on a ship before, had no problems with sea sickness, and was one of the few passengers still showing up at meal times. There was so much food that>>>>>
Photo – In Paris, in 1950 with cousins George Ulita and George Andrei, in American uniform
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