Category: non-fiction

Don’t be a JAP. That was the clear message I had been given my entire childhood. It seemed like the most important thing NOT to […]

   “I don’t understand why, why they meekly went to their deaths!”           These words surfaced in my memory for the first time recently, five years […]

The Origin Story of Death – Chapter 7 After my daughter died, people asked whether I had received any signs from her. I initially was […]

  For the past few years, I have been leading a memoir workshop via Zoom for 12 daughters of Holocaust survivors in the DC area […]

“I’m afraid to wear this,” I told my fiancé. We were emptying Christmas stockings, and Matt had given me a delicate Jewish star.              “That’s fucked […]