Bronson’s parents were Lithuanian.
Yep. The barber lady who cuts my hair came from Lithuania the instant the wall came down. She was 25 and said she left because at that age, if she had no marriage prospects she said she never would.
Arrived in San Francisco cold with 50 bucks. Said she had spend her life standing in line for a small amount on milk... sometimes available.
Told me of her shock the first time she saw a dairy section in a supermarket. Said she put 5 gallons in her cart and was terrified someone would attack her and steal the milk.
Found a cheap closet room over a funeral home. The man asked if she was afraid of dead people. She said she was afraid of the live ones.
Got a job cutting hair. Saw the owners sin and straight out told him she wanted to marry him. Said he looked like Elvis. He explained to her that he was gay. Said she had literally never heard of such a thing.
Then said she lived in terror as her son and daughter grew up, hoping they wouldn’t become gay. Said because she knew she would have to kill them.
Those people lived a rough life.