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My Father’s Foresight
The following story was written by Marianne Goldstein and shared as part of the Memory Project. After seeing the movie Into the Arms of Strangers,...
Hilda Prays at Birkenau
The following poem was written by Miriam Spiegel Raskin and shared as part of the Memory Project. I’d die a thousand deaths for you, dear God. I am...
Visiting Ohlsdorf
The following story was written by Miriam Spiegel Raskin and shared as part of the Memory Project. I don’t visit cemeteries any more than necessity,...
A Trip to New York
The following story was written by Beatrice Wyllie and shared as part of the Memory Project. I wanted Danielle, my eight-year-old...
Lovely Night, Cold Day
The following story was written by Beatrice Wyllie and shared as part of the Memory Project. Every year on my birthday, November 4, Bucharest,...
My Belief
The following story was written by Beatrice Wyllie and shared as part of the Memory Project. I choose today over yesterday. I choose to enjoy...
Thank You, Archie Bunker
The following story was written by Beatrice Wyllie and shared as part of the Memory Project. I had heard different people talking about the new show...
The Nocturnal Monsters
The following story was written by Beatrice Wyllie and shared as part of the Memory Project. It had snowed that day, and the sidewalks looked...
Woman
The following story was written by Beatrice Wyllie and shared as part of the Memory Project. At thirteen, she knows everything; she can do anything....
An Evening that Changes my Life
This story was written by Felicia Lederberger-Bialecki-Graber and shared as part of the Memory Project. It is evening, fall of 1947. We are...