I heard her cries coming from the research carrel next to mine at the Holocaust Museum. Her name was Irene, a short middle aged woman, staring, as I was, at a computer screen. Hoping, as I was, that a relative’s name would appear that might prove that family members lived in more than stories told by aging […]
September 10, 2010
My cousin Linda and I have been chasing our family history off and on for more years than I can remember. Currently, we are “on.” Our tree is filled with people who often had to be invisible in order to survive, and, even in death, they remain elusive in spite of our best efforts […]
August 25, 2011
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