I wrote the poem in response to the Holocaust revisionism that crept into life during the pandemic when an appalling first-person essay by Canadian writer Debra Dolan compared the inconveniences of the pandemic to the way Jews must have felt when hiding for their lives in the Holocaust.  Read More

Erwin remained in Paris before boarding the ship in Le Havre, France, on August 29, 1938. On September 1, 1939, Germany invaded Poland, marking the beginning of World War II. Read More

Even though his name is spoken often in my family of origin, none of us has ever met Ezekiel Coloneo. He died in 1753. Read More

Lou was born a Jew during a period of extermination, hidden by a resourceful mother, taught Polish by a non-Jewish Polish family, taught German by nuns in a convent, recovered from TB, and taught Yiddish and right from wrong by his parents in a German DP camp. Read More

Rebecca wasn’t a hero. She didn’t do anything that you’d normally write about in history books but there was something in her story about trauma, migration, hereditary, survival and healing that felt important.  Read More

In Poland, I discovered the importance of carrying on Jewish traditions for those who no longer can. Read More