Passages only in the Latvian

The Latvian typescript of 2010 is about half the length of the English, but these passages appear only in it. They are translated here; the translation is a first draft that no Latvian speaker has yet checked. The last item is the note Aija added on what would have been Elvīra's 103rd birthday.

The Andersons in America: "Not everyone fared so well. The Andersons had to draw water from a well that had no casing, and Lūcija lay on her belly at the spring so as to be sure she would not fall in."
Leaving the Hawks after a year for Tiffin: "We let the good Hawks down after a year, leaving for Tiffin, Ohio. We wanted to earn better and work in jobs closer to our professions. That too happened in the Tiffin time. You children will remember more or less yourselves, without my retelling." The EN ends at the Hawks farm.
Closing reflection: she hopes the children are not disappointed. "We escaped all the terrible events, such as the bombing of Dresden, simply because we had no friends there to invite us. At the time we were very sorry not to get to Dresden; only later did we understand that one never knows what may be good for one. Likewise in the Augsburg time, when the Americans turned the city into ruins, we lived in farmhouses that were left untouched."
The Hawks' motive: they "had taken us in, hoping for long and cheap labour."
Rūta and the German soldier's socks: in Jūrmala a uniformed German took Rūta to the nearby headquarters, kept her passport, and made her darn a heap of socks. She finished within an hour, took her passport back from the drawer she had seen him use, and went home. "He was a decent lad and did her no harm."
The murder of Latvia's Jews and the Viennese Jews in Rīga:
"The Germans occupied Latvia for some 3–4 years in the early 40s. In that time they liquidated Latvia's Jews. I just remember that one night they all disappeared. Simple people: craftsmen, owners of small shops. We three sisters went to school with them; they took no interest in politics. They were born to their Jewish parents and had to live out their lives as Jews."
"At this time Jews from Vienna had also been brought into Rīga." She describes a young blonde girl, perhaps a teenager, sweeping a street in sleet; "somehow Līga came to mind: had she been born 20 years earlier, it could have been her in Vienna". An older woman pointed at her mouth to show she wanted food, with a German guard standing by. "Had I given her anything, who knows, I might not be sitting here now."
War-time work: "We natives lived our ordinary life. I worked at the Torņakalns pharmacy and now and then passed an exam at the University of Latvia."
Irmgarde's husband's later fate: "he disappeared for a while, but later turned up in England, where he worked in the coal mines, but as a free man. Irmgarde later learned he had died." In the EN he is named Vairogs, a first lieutenant; the LV typist could not read the name: "(Jan g?)".
The ship that was sunk: "even though one ship with German soldiers and Latvian refugees was sunk by a Russian plane."
Bribe for the ride to Ventspils: "Later, for a packet of cigarettes, a German soldier drove us in his army wagon to Ventspils."
"If I had not run after Papa to Jelgava station …": "there would be neither Pēteris, nor Līga, nor Kalvis. Well, tell me! That is a great secret …"
Aija's note: "Pēteris, Līga, Kalvis! Today your mamma would have turned 103, so I greet you on this day! I wish you to be as tough, enterprising, brave and kind-hearted as both your parents were! I am glad that in my life I had the luck to get to know your mamma! I have learned much from her. I also wish you to keep Mamma's inexhaustible interest in literature, film, painting and the world as a whole! She loved you all very much. She was always glad when you called or visited her, and worried if you did not send news for a long time. Your mamma lived a long, interesting and beautiful life. I wish the same for all three of you! With greetings, Aija."
Small items only in the LV: the dead cat in a ditch near the Rīga house, her only memory of her first two years; Mother running the full 3 km; Anna Krauklis's son writing to her "in bad Latvian" after Anna's death; the second telling of Haunstetten, with the guess "probably by thumb" (hitch-hiking).