Dictators count on silence by Ruth Neuwald Falcon
I don't know how old I was when I learned about Nazis. I don't know how I was told, or even if I was told.…
Continue reading → Dictators count on silence by Ruth Neuwald Falcon
I don't know how old I was when I learned about Nazis. I don't know how I was told, or even if I was told.…
Continue reading → Dictators count on silence by Ruth Neuwald Falcon
I got texts today from friends all over the country, checking in to see how I'm doing in the middle of a rather impressive snowstorm…
Continue reading → It’s happening again by Ruth Neuwald Falcon
On January 12, 1943, my grandparents, Erich and Martha Stier, were deported to Auschwitz, two days before my grandmother's fifty-fifth birthday. I don't know the…
Continue reading → This is not Germany by Ruth Neuwald Falcon
We are living in a moment that explains the insistence of the Founding Fathers on sharing power among the three branches of government, so that…