Look what I found today on ancestry.com. It made me cry.
I called my mom and shared it with my Dad. He has no memory of this but he really enjoyed learning about it.
Click the photo for a larger view. Its pretty eeerie.
I later found a picture of the boat. It is below. Can you imagine spending 12 days at sea as a five year old leaving the only country/home you ever knew, not speaking the language, to land in the Port of New York on May 22, 1947. It makes me rather sad and weepy for my 5 year old dad.