My mother-in-law, Rose Popiel Kieniewicz, sheltered forty-plus refugees during World War II in her manor
home at Ruszcza (Poland). The family always regretted not having an account of those six years.
As I had found myself under similar circumstances, I recognized the importance of such a journal and in
early March started keeping a diary. I knew I was next to something big—something that needed to be
documented. The result is The War Diaries.
AMBER POOLE KIENIEWICZ
War Diaries, March 8, 2022
My ex-husband called this morning to see if he could help by sending money and spreading the word in San Diego. He asked: Tell me
War Diaries, March 9, 2022
Vladyslava was relieved today to wake up and learn that her apartment had still not been bombed and her cat was still alive, though hungry.
War Diaries, March 11, 2022
This was the welcome speech at the general meeting yesterday: I want to welcome each of you and tell you that it is an
War Diaries, March 13, 2022
We have convinced Marina not to go to the Netherlands, so for the moment she is safe with us as we draft a new plan.
War Diaries, March 14, 2022
Carl Jung said we all walk in shoes too small. I don’t think this applies to Olesia, however. She was up early with her hair
War Diaries, March 16, 2022
‘…the only real danger that exists is man himself…and we know nothing of man – his psyche should be studied because we are the origin