Hermine was 12 months old when she went into an displaced persons orphanage camp during the restoration of Austria after World War II. Gertrud, her 17-year-old mother adored her baby girl but had no family to help her, no money to support her, and no way to keep Hermine. I am Hermine, and for many years I believed about myself only how the paperwork described me: "illegitimate," a "displaced person," and, "father unknown." These words haunted me long...