Warsaw, Poland 1943 I am three years old, living in Warsaw with my mother under false identity as a Catholic trying to survive the hunt for Jews by the German occupiers. We have a one-room apartment, which serves as bedroom, dining room and living room. When the weather is nice, […]
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Down-y oh-shun, Hun (trans: down the ocean, honey) is an often-heard phrase in Bawl-tee-more (trans: Baltimore). Down-y oh-shun is my happy place. My dad loved the beach. He spent many summers in a rental house at the Jersey Shore. Grandma shared the house with her sisters, nieces and nephews. The […]
Who Am I to be Loved by You?* I was just an ordinary womanwho’d made myriad mistakes.Then came that fateful nightwhen, it seems, I came awake. We gathered in that cozy loftin a Howard County church.You were the wittiest person thereand caused my heart to lurch. I was just an […]