Baseball is a part of my earliest memories. It was the path for a “refugee” to feel accepted as just another kid. I was an obsessive child—and skilled with numbers—so following baseball felt natural. I devoured team standings and batting averages.
Gezelligheid describes a state of mind where you feel happy, comfortable, and safe because you are with family, friends, or other special people.
I have seen many monuments to the Holocaust. The monument I deeply admire—the one that moves me not only by its appearance but also by the person it commemorates—is connected to my Polish roots.
How I tried to reach out to the outside world but couldn’t make it, as depicted by a dream I had in 1964.
I am standing now at the railroad station of the small village where I reside with a Polish family.
Who is watching over me in this silence that I feel?
To endless days On lonely avenues.
The world would be a much better place if love were the driving force of our existence
We were now together in New York and had escaped from Germany, but our problems were not over.
It was April 1945, and we were slated to move into Kassel, Germany, to secure our building and personality targets as the US Army Infantry was occupying the city. But before we could enter, there came a change of orders.
