and photos of my late father's, when I came across
an old postcard: "Zaleszczyki : Panorama".
I didn't really know too much about where my
grandfather escaped from, on his own, when he was still a kid.
His autobiography starts out "It was almost the
end of February, 1904. The meadows of Zalischiki
were covered with early spring flowers...."
I was under the impression he came from a
village, so this postcard surprised me - My god,
this place even has it's own moat !
(It turned out to be a windy river, but still,
it is rather picturesque)
And here is Zaleszczyki today -
And here is an interesting story about the place