Monday night I attended the University of Hartford Maurice Greenberg Center for Judaic Studies Awards Evening. It was an evening of acknowledgment for hard work, academic rigor, teaching and learning, and appreciation for the donors who made it all possible. Avi Patt and Matthew Rubin presented the Joseph Zola Memorial Holocaust Educator Award to me … Continue reading University of Hartford Maurice Greenberg Center for Judaic Studies Awards Evening
I belong to a few Facebook groups for 2Gs. A 2G is a child of a Holocaust survivor. Since my mother and her parents survived, I am both a 2G and a 3G. Yesterday someone from one of these Facebook groups posted a very simple question: Did any of your grandparents survive the Holocaust? He … Continue reading Missing a Generation
Yesterday I came across this article, which I urge you to read for yourself. The surviving Jews of Amsterdam were apparently charged property taxes and utilities during the time that they were either in hiding or deported by the Nazis. They were fighting for their lives. Only 5% of the country's Jews came home, and … Continue reading Surviving Jews were Asked to Pay Back Taxes after the Holocaust
On the evening of January 16, 2014 I arrived in Tilburg. This small city in the southern province of Noord-Brabant in the Netherlands is home to a little over 206,000 people, more than 60% of whom are Roman Catholic. The next largest "religious" group are the atheists who make up about 20% of the population. … Continue reading Why Bobby?
Upstairs in the Hollandsche Schouwburg is a small display. There are pictures, documents and letters from the 1940's when the theater was used as a place to hold the Jews until they were transported out of Amsterdam. While we were visiting, there was also a school group there. From the students' accents, I assume they … Continue reading Theater Lesson
Coming home from Amsterdam today. Watch for updates on my adventure. It has been an exciting week with many, many emotions and discoveries. For example: laying the stumbling stone in for my mother's uncle, dinner with the author of several Holocaust children's books and the son of one of the guards at Westerbork, a visit … Continue reading Amsterdam
I’m getting ready to go to The Netherlands to do research. Two days ago I suddenly thought of a place I hadn’t considered visiting yet. My mother and her family went into hiding for a short time during the war. My mother had told me that they were hiding in the attic of Bobby and … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
Today I received my first “acceptance letter.” You might be thinking I am talking about a literary agent or a publisher. Sorry, nothing that bold as yet. Today’s letter came from the resident of one of my mother’s addresses during the war. I am preparing for a trip to The Netherlands to do … Continue reading Acceptance Letter
I was playing around on a genealogy website and I came across an interesting discovery: Anne Frank is my second great uncle's uncle's wife's sister's husband's nephew's wife's first cousin once removed's wife's great-niece. Now, I wasn't sure I believed this so I took out paper and pen and drew out the family connection. Here … Continue reading Connecting to Anne Frank
About the 4th week of every school year there is a ritual. It goes on in schools all over the world and has been happening for decades. Parents pick out nice clothes for their children to wear, and the kids gather for a class photo. They usually line up in rows with their teacher standing … Continue reading Class Photos – 1942, 1968, 2003