“One day as Father and I were returning from our walk we found the Grote Markt cordoned off by a double ring… — Corrie Ten Boom Copy Share Image
I'd seen my father. He was a poor man, and I watched him do astonishing things. — Sidney Poitier Copy Share Image
My father was a poor man, very poor in a British colonial possession where class and race were very important. — Sidney Poitier Copy Share Image
Though my father was poor and had nothing, the Torah, the poetry of prophets, was his daily bread. — Anzia Yezierska Copy Share Image
