Loading ...In 1956 , refugees from Hungary were flooding into Canada . My parents took in six . Some took meals at our table ( paid by the government until they found work , I believe ) . I remember one , older than most , who took pleasure telling us one evening at dinner , that he had slit the throat of a Russian soldier border guard from behind , to escape . I found it ghoulish that the memory made him happy .
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