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The following story was written by Miriam Spiegel Raskin and shared as part of the Memory Project. I thought I was done thinking about it all, but then I came across an article on the Internet about Minsk that made me remember my maternal grandparents again. And...

The following poem was written by Miriam Spiegel Raskin and shared as part of the Memory Project. Friends ask when I write, Again? Again, the Holocaust? Aren’t you ever done with that? I guess not, I say. It’s with me, like a jagged scar that doesn’t heal but stings...

The following review was written by Miriam Spiegel Raskin and shared as part of the Memory Project. A Morning Star by Andre Schwarz-Bart Recently I read, and then bought so that I can reread and reread, a book that’s been calling out to me: A Morning Star, written by...

The following story was written by Miriam Spiegel Raskin and shared as part of the Memory Project. When my mother died several months ago, I was aware of both sadness and a selfish concern over the inevitability of my own death. As I watched her slip away towards the...

The following story was written by Miriam Spiegel Raskin and shared as part of the Memory Project. Perfectionism as a personality trait may have many causes, but only Jews have their tribal history as justification. Rather than power, our neurotic aspiration is...

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...

The following story was written by Beatrice Wyllie and shared as part of the Memory Project. Mama was very excited.  Her baby brother was getting married.  Willie had been bringing many beautiful women to our house, but I think that Anna, my future aunt, was the most...