My uncle, aunt and grandmother all came on the same Freedom Flight in March 1972. I was able to locate them on your database. They have been deceased for a long while. As I lived in California at that time, I remember my father telling me about their pending arrival. I recall that early morning when my uncle called us after they arrived. Two days later they were with us in Los Angeles. It was a special day for me since it was the first time meeting all of them.
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