My Uncle Zigmund
I didn’t see it as a young person, but I do see it now that my uncle was a broken man, who lost his life achievements and his place at the age of 42, and never really regained them.
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Some Reminiscences About Weddings in Israel
Israel was born in 1948 and besides roads and houses for immigrants, a new industry sprang up.
The Girl from Yugoslavia
That’s how my classmates from Israel remember me. And I like it. It’s like giving me an endearing nickname. Because I loved Yugoslavia.
After the War
I remember one event that changed my childhood: In 1945, France was liberated and its citizens who were in refugee camps in Switzerland were offered train tickets to return home.
Being Refugees
Telling my story, verbally or in writing, is part of my attempt to describe the impact the Holocaust had on my parents and on me.
Remembrance and Memories
Yom Hashoah was very present in our lives these last few days. I commemorated the deaths of my aunts, uncles, and cousins who were killed.
Telling My Story
When asked to talk about how I survived World War II, I am fortunate that in my family we talked freely about the war and what happened to us.
Ode to My Three Daughters
When I gave birth to my three perfect baby daughters, each born almost two years apart, little did I think what they would be like when they themselves would become mothers.
Keeping My Husband’s Presence
Memory becomes less retentive, sometimes drifting in the shadows. There’s a hole in my heart that remains constant.
Golden Age Ruminations
“And the old woman forgot to die” was a memorable sentence in a book by Lisa See. I had a grandmother about whom one could have said that sentence.