Dear Maria
Mr.Goldstein?
Please Maria, after all these years you must surely call me Ron

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A thousand apologies for failing to pay the correct attention to the bright young lady that you obviously were some sixty odd years ago.
This certainly hasn't stopped you causing immense amusement in the Goldstein family circle particularly amongst my daughters who thought they were going to read lurid stories about their father's past

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May I set the scene for others who may be reading this ?
The time was 1946 and I was a 23 year old British soldier serving in the 4th Queen's Own Hussars and stationed at Opicina on the hills overlooking Trieste.
You, as you have already said, were 10 and this was not the easiest of times to be a young Jewish girl in the tough streets of a city recovering from the traumas of wartime Italy.
The Passover service you refer to was organised by the local British chaplain and an AMGOT (Allied Military Government of Occupied Territories) worker who may have been the Mr.Nacson that you refer too.
I still have photos taken at the time and when I have settled in to this website I will certainly let you see them.
It is a delight to make your aquaintance again after all these years and as we are just entering the Jewish New Year may I take this opportunity of wishing you and your family the very best of good health for the years ahead.
All good wishes
Ron
As a British soldier, I was stationed in the Trieste area from October 1945 until January 1947