Jul 25, 2025 | Memory Project
The following story was written by Tom Singer and shared as part of the Memory Project. On November 7, 1938, Ernst van Rath, third secretary in the German Embassy in Paris, was shot and mortally wounded by Herschel Grynszpan, a 17-year-old Jewish boy, in retaliation...
Jul 22, 2025 | Memory Project
The following story was written by Sofia Kent and shared as part of the Memory Project. This is a true story which I know only because my parents told me about it. I don’t have a lot of stories about their experiences during and after the Second World War, but I...
Jul 12, 2025 | Memory Project
The following poem was written by Hilda Lebedun and shared as part of the Memory Project. Dear God, You let me come To the twilight of my life– This, my life. . . . How many detours I walked— How much pain and suffering I endured. How much pain and suffering Of others...
May 26, 2025 | Memory Project
The following poem was written by Hilda Lebedun and shared as part of the Memory Project. Again and again I reminisce About my life. How can I forget the pain and the degradation which was perpetuated in terrible transgressions upon my soul, my body, and the very...
May 12, 2025 | Memory Project
The following poem was written by Hilda Lebedun and shared as part of the Memory Project. A new seasonA new life all around. . . . I am looking throughMy living-room windowsAt the redbud treeFull of crimson flowersAnd budding leaves onThe big maple tree.What a...
Apr 10, 2018 | Memory Project
The following story was written by Liz Lippa and shared as part of the Memory Project. I was born in Vienna, Austria in the month of January in the fateful year of 1938. In March of 1938, Hitler and the Nazi army marched into the city, changing our lives forever. By...
Apr 10, 2018 | Memory Project
The following story was written by Liz Lippa and shared as part of the Memory Project. I have just spent the last year living through two difficult health issues. One was a car accident, when my own car ran over me and came to rest on my left leg, just above my...
Apr 10, 2018 | Memory Project
The following story was written by Liz Lippa and shared as part of the Memory Project. Yesterday I went to a Sabbath service. It wasn’t just an ordinary Sabbath service. It was the first Sabbath of the Jewish New Year. It was the first Sabbath service I have attended...
Apr 10, 2018 | Memory Project
The following story was written by Liz Lippa and shared as part of the Memory Project. Aunt Rosa and my mother Berta were born one year apart. The two sisters lived together nearly all their lives. When the Nazis marched into Vienna, their native city, they were the...
Apr 10, 2018 | Memory Project
The following story was written by Liz Lippa and shared as part of the Memory Project. Aunt Rosa was my mother’s sister, and she lived with us most of my growing up years. I was the youngest member of our extended family, so I was home with Aunt Rosa while everyone...
