Membership card of Aron (Artur) Włodawer as member of  the Union of Polish Patriots in the USSR

Artur Włodawer's membership ID Issued by the Baraż District Board of the Union of Polish Patriots in the USSR (see: https://sztetl.org.pl/en/glossary/zwiazek-patriotow-polskich). The Cover and 2 cards (pasted); series 2 No. 19991. The document is in Polish, seal in Polish and Russian. Inside the membership card and on the inside of it’s back cover - annotations concerning membership fees – the fees listed (5 [rubles?]) for the months of August 1944 up until the end of 1945 (5 [rubles?]).Baraż also appears as Włodawer's address in the membership ID, so it would be the place where the Włodawers stayed in Uzbekistan in the spring of 1946, in the memoirs of Paulina Włodawer referred to as Barasz. It must have been near Tashkent. Paulina Włodawer writes: Well, the day has finally come when red freight wagons appeared on our station and we were told that we could get into. That the commotion was unusual is not even worth mentioning. There was no reason to rush, because only the next day the wagons were to be pulled up to Tashkent and joined to the larger eszalon. It was 1 May 1946, that to say almost six years after that June night when we were first loaded into such wagons. This time we loaded ourselves, and not without great satisfaction. Anyway, it was a bit different in general. The wagons were empty but clean: a bunk ran across most part of each wagon - so that you could locate yourself on two surfaces. You could choose as you wanted, and as we were expected to stay together for a long time in a very limited space, it was not without significance. In our carriage there was the Steinhaus family with their children, ours and their friends, in general a rather friendly group. [...] For the time being, the echelon was still standing at the station in Barasz, and we were arranging ourselves in carriages and the local people were gathering to watch this unusual sight. Naturally, they were not allowed near; this time they, and not we, were watched. | The next day the train started; we stood in open doors and windows, singing eagerly and waving to friends and strangers. A great journey and the unknown awaited us, but we were full of joy and full of excitement. | They didn't take us far that day. We stopped in Tashkent, where more and more wagons gathered, bringing people from all over the district (entries of 25 January and 28 January 1982).