It’s happening again 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
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
Last week, I had dinner with some neighbors, people I don’t know well, and who knew nothing of my family history. We did know we…
Random thoughts flit through my addled brain. I remember Uncle Leon. We called him Uncle, though not one by birth, but respect. He was the…