“I remember it contained a spongy baseball, some school glue and this letter, all in one box,” Brunjai wrote. “Unfortunately, neither my mom nor dad remembers the exact year in which this had happened, but it must have been between 1993 and 1995. Those were very chaotic times for us. Nobody in my family was hurt during the war, but my two older sisters and I were refugees at our godparents in a non-war zone of Croatia, and mom and dad stayed in Vinkovci the whole time. This letter arrived to me when my sisters and I finally returned to Vinkovci for good and the war was kind of over.”