My Dad vs The Killer

Early morning on the farm you don’t expect trouble but on December 14th, 1975 it happened.

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I loved and admired my Dad, Joe Schwarz. He was a man of decency and brilliance with a tremendous sense of humour. He and my Uncle and Grandparents had escaped Nazi Germany and had settled in Hastings, Ontario where they milked cattle. They kept increasing their herd size and…