Bezdekov. It was a name I had heard all of my life. We didn't know how to spell it, but after my Grandfather died, my Grams said it often enough that ...
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Chasing My DNA: Part I: Prague
Czechoslovakia - a land of mystery. A place that for many years existed only on a map and in the creative memory of my Grandfather - a man who, years ...