Last week, after looking into the gaunt and dull-eyed face of liberated Europe for six months, the "nationalities editor" of the Cleveland Press came home. As gently as he could, in lectures and in print, Theodore Andrica would describe that haunting face to the "foreign" two-thirds of Cleveland's population, gathered in mass meetings, schools, churches, parlors. The Czechs, Serbs, and Slovenes would be grateful for news, however tragic, from the homeland. But sometimes it would be hard to look them in the eye.
In Bucharest, Andrica had put a notice in several Rumanian papers...
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