The Laundry Day

     Since it had been laundry day, a lot of miscellaneous laundry was packed for us, without any selection being made beforehand. A whole basketfull of laundry was just dumped onto a bedsheet, which was knotted into a big bundle. The logic was, that everything could come in handy. Even Father's skating boots were put into one of the packs: "They're good boots. The skates can later be unscrewed." I don't recall if any personal mementos were taken along. I took along my violin.
     Peeter Hunt (KV 869, p. 105)

      I was clearing the table when they came. I finished that task and then started packing. We were given half an hour, and my husband was told that we should pack our things separately, since men and women would not be travelling together in the same railway cars. Street clothes, work clothes, dressier clothes, laundry, a fur coat, a blanket, a pillow, bedsheets, and towels. Since there wasn't much time and it had all happened so suddenly, there wasn't any time to think or to discuss matters.