Grandmother went into the house to change into dry clothes, and Grandfather found another place to hide his piglets. A few days later, about a week before my tenth birthday, Grandfather received a message from Dad that I needed to come home so that I could get back into school. Grandfather decided that we should return to Jarmen to look into the school situation and to see how things were going with the oil press. Saturday morning, we put my bicycle on the back of Grandfather's wagon again and drove to J...