At the age of six, I first became aware of the Holocaust. At the age of sixteen, I first became aware of my own past life during this period, the floodgates of memory that had been so blocked before suddenly opening, letting me into the world I had once been in as a Jewish girl named Bronia (Bronisława) in a town on the outskirts of the city of ( Read more... )

I am going to be incredibly perfectionist about this one, much more than usual. As I mentioned in my very poorly written and unfinished piece...talking about Jacob is more difficult for me than the rest of my memories. But it's important, especially for the memoir ( Read more... )

I suppose I will divide this into three parts, because it felt very much like a mix of everything, and I want to remember all of it. I will start out with the good ( Read more... )