My grandfather left Germany in 1927 with his mom and stepfather, his father stayed behind. I have a three-page letter written in sütterlin sent in 1948 describing life in Berlin in the aftermath of WWII, it also congratulated my Opa on the birth of his first child (my dad). Thanks to the internet I was able to finally translate in the early 2000s with the help of an online forum. This post reminded me I should frame it as the handwriting is beautiful and the story a reminder of family struggles and hope. Thanks for sharing.