Recognizing the Red Cross
It was 3:00am. My phone rang. I could barely make sense of the sound as it roused me from a deep sleep. I groggily answered. “Julie? There’s an apartment fire […]
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Terezin Concentration Camp
I wore a long wool coat, Ugg boots, gloves, and a hat. And I was freezing. The wind cut across my face and I could feel the cold through my […]
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