While I was in the displaced persons camp, I got some training from ORT
in electronics and radios. One day, I met a fellow from my home town. He was older than we were and a very smart guy, a genius. He knew about seven or eight languages and had a job working for UNRRA
in the office. One day he made the remark to me: "How would you like to go somewhere else? I can get you into Canada on a quota." He helped us apply and got the ball rolling.