I thought my great-aunt was just a gentle oddball – then I discovered her secret role in the Austrian resistance | Family
Our great-aunt Malci was our family’s last living link with Vienna. She was my father’s aunt, an eccentric figure on the fringes of our lives, to whom my two brothers, my sister and I would write monthly letters in schoolbook French, the language we barely had in common. She knew only a few words in … Read more