<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Family on akos.ma</title><link>https://akos.ma/tags/family/</link><description>Recent content in Family on akos.ma</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2025 00:00:00 +0200</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://akos.ma/tags/family/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Lucky Man</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/lucky-man/</link><pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2025 00:00:00 +0200</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/lucky-man/</guid><description>I moved back to Buenos Aires in January 1998: merely 2 days before I boarded the last Swissair flight I would ever take, my girlfriend at the time (and, needless to say, one of the major reasons I had decided to move back to Buenos Aires for) called to tell me that she had unilaterally decided to break up with me.</description></item><item><title>My Grandmother Herta Schlerff</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/my-grandmother-herta-schlerff/</link><pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2025 00:00:00 +0200</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/my-grandmother-herta-schlerff/</guid><description>The name of my maternal grandmother was Herta Schlerff. She died 40 years ago, when I was 11 years old. She suffered a series of chronic health problems, including a couple of heart attacks and a broken hip, but she died peacefully, in her sleep, one morning of April 1985 at the Clínica Olivos, near the corner of Arenales and Maipú Avenue, in Vicente López, province of Buenos Aires, Argentina.</description></item><item><title>Car Accident, 1976</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/car-accident-1976/</link><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2025 00:00:00 +0200</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/car-accident-1976/</guid><description>I was 2 and a half years old, almost 3. My mum had a small dark blue Fiat 600, very common in Argentina in those days. It was a dark winter night (that is, Southern Hemisphere, so around June or July) in Buenos Aires in 1976.</description></item><item><title>20 Years with Claudia</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/20-years-with-claudia/</link><pubDate>Fri, 14 Feb 2025 00:00:00 +0100</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/20-years-with-claudia/</guid><description>Next Tuesday it&amp;rsquo;ll be 20 years since the day I met Claudia for the first time.</description></item><item><title>Ancestors from Geneva and Beyond</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/ancestors-from-geneva-and-beyond/</link><pubDate>Fri, 11 Oct 2024 00:00:00 +0200</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/ancestors-from-geneva-and-beyond/</guid><description>I&amp;rsquo;ve already written about my grandmother Herta, about one of my Polish ancestors in the 16th century, and about how my four grandparents arrived to Buenos Aires at various points of the early 20th century. Now it&amp;rsquo;s time to learn about some great-great-grandparents from the side of my maternal grandfather.</description></item><item><title>When My Grandparents Arrived to Buenos Aires</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/when-my-grandparents-arrived-to-buenos-aires/</link><pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2024 00:00:00 +0200</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/when-my-grandparents-arrived-to-buenos-aires/</guid><description>An article on the Argentine newspaper Clarín prompted me to visit the CEMLA search engine and search for the arrival details of my grandparents migrating to Buenos Aires, and guess what, I found them.</description></item><item><title>Thirty Years</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/thirty-years/</link><pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2021 00:00:00 +0100</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/thirty-years/</guid><description>As the taxi rushed away from my old home along Avenida del Libertador, I looked through the rear windshield for one last time.</description></item><item><title>Mi Abuela Herta</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/mi-abuela-herta/</link><pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2012 00:00:00 +0200</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/mi-abuela-herta/</guid><description>Mi abuela materna se llamaba Herta Schlerff. Murió cuando yo tení­a 11 años. Encadenó una serie de problemas de salud crónicos, entre un par de paros cardí­acos y una fractura de cadera, pero murió tranquilamente, en su sueño, una mañana de abril de 1985, en la Clí­nica Olivos, ahí­ en Arenales y Maipú.</description></item><item><title>20 Years Ago</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/20-years-ago/</link><pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2011 00:00:00 +0100</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/20-years-ago/</guid><description>Exactly 20 years ago, on Wednesday February 20th, 1991, my mother and I arrived to Geneva, Switzerland, from Buenos Aires, Argentina.</description></item><item><title>14 y 20 años después</title><link>https://akos.ma/blog/14-y-20-a%C3%B1os-despu%C3%A9s/</link><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 00:00:00 +0100</pubDate><guid>https://akos.ma/blog/14-y-20-a%C3%B1os-despu%C3%A9s/</guid><description>El 3 de diciembre de 1996 volví­ a Argentina después de una ausencia de casi 6 años.</description></item></channel></rss>