K Heidi Fishman

The Eichmann Trial

This summer when I started this project in earnest, I began with an internet search. I simply started by Googling various family members’ names and followed any leads I came across. I spent a few evenings in a very unscientific search through cyberspace and came across something that I thought was startling. My grandfather’s nameContinue reading “The Eichmann Trial”

Thanks for the Memories

When my cousin got wind of my endeavor to write this book she emailed saying: Don’t forget the story about …(I’m leaving the details out here as they will come in the book). [Your mother] told me the story before she married your father. When I reminded her of it years later, she did notContinue reading “Thanks for the Memories”

Happy Passover!

From 1940 to 1945 my family would never have been able to celebrate a Passover like this. Today, they are gathered together enjoying the festive holiday with good food and freedom. Some of us couldn’t be in the same town, but we Skyped in for the Seder – a little untraditional, but it worked forContinue reading “Happy Passover!”

Westerbork Cabaret

This afternoon I spoke with Joanna Caplan. She is an actress who has been working for a couple of years on a one woman show entitled “Total Verrückt.” The title means “Totally Crazy” and is lifted from one of the cabaret shows at Westerbork. Camp Westerbork was the nazi transit camp in northern Holland whereContinue reading “Westerbork Cabaret”

Protected: A World Without Hate

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The Doll’s Voice

After my mother’s second presentation at school, the English teacher, Jessica Lahey, asked if she planned on writing a book. Modest as ever my mom said “no.” Speaking publicly was hard enough. Writing was not a task she planned on. Then one of the teachers (honestly now I am not sure if it was JessicaContinue reading “The Doll’s Voice”

The Idea is Born

My mother graciously agreed to tell her story to my son’s 7th grade history class at Crossroads Academy. She is a holocaust survivor and her memories cover her war years as a German-Jewish child living in Amsterdam. She was only 5 when the war started. Two years later she returned to my children’s school andContinue reading “The Idea is Born”