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tomb for many years, and that life-the real life-continued to thrive without us. We also realized that, in many cases, our wives had carried a greater burden than we had. In a way, they too were prisoners. . . . All we had to do in prison was to sit and try to survive. They had to struggle with everyday life, with the Communists, with the whole world, and, last but not least, with themselves.
One evening, Eugene was reading when suddenly he put down his glasses.
" I don't believe," he said in a toneless voice.
" What's wrong, Eugene, what is it?" I wanted to know.
" I don't believe that she is alive, or that she hasn't divorced me." It was my habit to tease Eugene, but I knew that this time I could not do so. I was still waiting for my own answer, and I understood his impatience. The days seemed endless, until the reply came for both of us. In a few lines, my wife condensed the essence of her life: She and my daughter, Catherine, were living in the country, at her mother's home near the water; our daughter had grown up and was going to school.
" I love you and will wait for you," it read. "Don't worry about me, be strong, it will all be over some day."
I made a promise that if I ever got free, I would pamper my wife till the end of my days. Many prisoners did the same. We realized for the first time how heroic those captives of the outside world had been.
Soon the Bulletin Board announced the system of correspondence. Those who were imprisoned for life could receive a visitor every three months, get letters at the same rate, and receive a six-pound package twice a year. Another announcement informed us that from then on, our work would be evaluated in terms of production norms. Those who succeeded in fulfilling 150 percent of the norm could correspond once a month, receive a visitor every two months, and get a package every three months. They would even receive payment for their work, which

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they could transfer to their family. This was the new prison order, and it was officially ascribed to "socialist legality."
Christmas Eve came, and with it homemade cookies. They tasted wonderful, but they were hard to swallow, for they contained all the love and the frustration which no censorship could remove.
Everyone was looking forward to the great day when the first visitor should appear, but a bitter disappointment was in store for me. It was announced that I had been classified as a "dangerous prisoner" and that until further notice I would not be permitted to receive visitors. I would not be able to see my wife.

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