Gert talks to some nuns in church, and they say the priest will be busy as there will be a funeral in a short time at the church. We go outside and see some older people sitting at a bus stop and walk to them to see if we can get any information about finding Agnieszka Sakry, but the church bells ring, and ring and ring. We finally give up trying to talk to them. We see people coming out of the cukierninia with ice cream so we walk over to get some. In the mean time, we see a procession rounding a corner a few blocks down so we wait to see if it is the funeral. It is and we see the priest and servers leading the procession, followed by children carrying bows and flowers, then the hears, a farm wagon, with rubber tires, decorated with flowers and canony then the mourners, and the rest of the people. Many are carrying flowers and evergreen. At the tail end of the procession are three cars.

We go into the cukiernia and get in line in order our lody. There is an immense woman sitting on a chair with a drum of ice cream in her lep. We are not sure how to order from them but finally determine that the ice cream is 1z per scoop, the scoop is about the size of a table sponn -- we each order five scoops so have our nickel ice cream cone.

We then walk around the church and meet a lady. When we as if she knows where any Sakry’s live, she says we should go back down the street that goes past the front of the church and that it is about 4 houses down, it is the large new house. We can not seem to find a new house, so we knock at the gate of one of the homes. A woman comes out, who can talk good German. She says she will take us to the Sakry house. She says that a younger couple live with the old Sakry woman and that they are always home. This woman’s mother comes running out of the house with the lady’s shoes and she stops to put them on. She is very excited and walks with us and knocks at the gate of this particular house. A lady comes out, and we later learn she is Mrs. Robert Giza. We tell her who we are and she invites us and the neighbor lady into the house. As we are still outside, an elderly lady comes out of one of the buildings. She is petite, with sharp looking and pleasant face. She has a white shawl over her head and is quite bent down, has a black dress and aporn on, and has a gnarled cane in her gnarled hand, and they look as if they each are part of the other. This is Franciszka Klicze, her maiden name was Sakry. We go into a side entrance into the house and they have the same plastic strins the Korniks have, presumabley in place of a screen door. The neighbor lady comes in with us and we are taken into sort of a little sitting room. It has a TV and some chairs and some cupboards on the wall and a sort of buffet.

Mrs. Giza is very excited about our coming, and tells us in Polish and German that she knows of the Sakry’ in Amerika and knows they are relatives of hers and each year in the winter reads the old Heimat Kalender, which tells of the Sakrys coming to America in 1870, which is 109 years ago. She bustles about looking for the Heimat Kalender.

Mrs. Giza is not a large person, she has a very plain and manish face, I would say weather beaten and her hands are large and show that she must work very hard. Every few minutes Franciska lets out a yell, and when Robert Giza comes down the stairs we finally figureout that she was calling “Robert” and he must have been napping upstairs. All three of them talk very loud. We et along quite well switching from Polish to German and back to Polish. Sometimes we have to sit a minute or two searching for words. Mrs. Giza’s first name is also Franciszka. Helen and Gert think the Grandma, who is an aunt of Mrs. Giza, looks just like their Dad’ mother.

Franciszka Sakry Klicze had 11 brothers and sisters. One, Jan Sakry, is the father of Franciszka Giza, the lady of the house. One brother went to Mexico, wrote a few times and disappeared. Another went to Chicago and as far as she knows is dead. She is the only one living -- all the rest of her family are dead. She was the youngest of the children.

Her brother Jan had Franciszka, Jacob who is a Schriber (clerk) in Bonn, Germany. He has one daughter and they showed us pictures of them. There is also one daughter and we didn’t get her name, who also lives in Germany.

Robert and Franciszka Giza have no children. Gramma Klicze is 87 years old. She says she worked hard all her life and now can’t work any more. She says she wishes she was dead, but seems to have a cheerful smile at everything. She said her memory is not good.

A relative, a lady, comes into the yard on a bicycle. She lives about 3 km from Giza’s. Her father’s name was Paul. She stayed only a short time and left.

Robert says he just returned from a month in a Sanatorium at Hartzberg - we could not determine if it is in Germany or Poland. He has to have an operation in August as a horse kicked him in his hip. When he walks, he has pronounced limp and it looks to be very painful for him to walk.

I have to go to the biffy and they have an outdoor one, right next to two large concrete manure enclosures. He has ten cows and a milking machine. He also has quite a few calves and one horse, and a tractor. He has a 2 wheel manure carrier for the tractor and has an electric crane with a sort of fork lift for loading the manure on the manure carrier. He has a well with an electric pump and he should be running water, hot and cold in one sink in the house, and for his milking machine. The house has no bathroom, but has modern hot water heat.

The house is seven years old, and he said he built it himself with some hired help. He has two barns for cattle, what may be the old house for chicken and ducks, a hay barn and machine shed. He also has 3 pigs. He has 10 hectacres which is about 40 acres. He says in Poland you can make a living with 40 acres but in Germany you must have at least 80 acres.

Robert seems to be quite an interesting guy, and when he tells of the improvements he has made etc, he says in German that one must work with thehead as well as with the hands. He is quite enthusiastic about his work and when they all get to talking we had a hard time trying to understand what was being said.

He said he bought some land, so that all his land is in one piece so he can use machinery, and it is easier to work. He says he has other machinery at his brothers place, that they use together.

He showed me through the house, it has hot water heat, a boiler which burns coal and wood (Holz). The house is solid masonary and is warm in the winter and cool in the summer. The house has two bedrooms upstairs, one which is the quest room and nicely furnished, a queen sized bed, satin bedspread. There is wood parquet flooring, nice windows and lace curtains. On the main floor they have a light airy dining room, with modern table, chairs and buffets, sideboard and rugs. There are other rooms and we quess that Gramma lives downstairs. The little sitting room we were in had a radio and a large TV -- a couch and desk. We never did find the kitchen, but surmised it was the room where the milking machinery was in. There was a sink with hot and cold running water and a low stove with tile side, which we assumed must be used for cooking. There were some dirty kettles on the back of the stove, and it was either a wood or coal burning stove. A door went directly  from the milking machine and kitchen room to the barn, with only a drape as a door separating the room from the barn. The barn (...?) was quite noticeable in that part of the house. He is going to build an addition to the barn, but first he must have 500,000z, which would be $5000.00

We were ready to go, but Mrs. Giza had been bustling around and they wanted us to stay for a tea. We were taken into the dining room and Mrs. Giza brought out poppy seed coffee cake and glasses of tea. It all tasted good. Gramma would not eat the coffee cake, she had bread and tea.