A fellow blogger shows archival images of the city that is so much of my and my family history is:
- Fara, an amazing church, filled with brown-red marble where my Sis Lul was christened:
Fara then and now, my grandparents lived just a few blocks from there...
It is where we used to go to Sunday mass - The Church on Fredry Street, where my favourite uncle was married and I fell asleep during the ceremony...
Where the building is on the very right side of the photo after the war stands one of the most interesting examples of modernist architecture - Okraglak (Rotonda)
- Okraglak, in the sixties and seventies on the righ side was located amazing Bar Rio, serving even in the hardest time delictious coffe and Vienese Cheesecake and tone of other superb sweets...
- ulica Wodna (Water Street) is where water was being brought to town from the river, centuries ago, my grandmother and I were going there to a meetshop, after that - to ulica Grobla (Levee Street)
The tall building at the end of the street was not there after the war, the trams were also not going there, but the gas lanterns I do remember in Poznan.
When I was very small I saw once in the evening a lantern man turning on the lamp, I knew the moment was magical.
- Adria Restaurant, my grandparents' favourite Sunday afternoon hangout place before War. After the war, everything changed...
- All book photos from a friendly blog
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