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There was a rumpled old Polish man who boarded in the apartment of our building’s superintendent. With baggy pants, fraying suspenders, a wrinkled hat, and a wooden cane, he looked like the lovable…
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Joseph Berger
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New York, United States of America
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2001
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My mother often sent me shopping to 18th Avenue (not a far distance, but for a kid it was unfamiliar territory), the district of Middle Eastern groceries, whose shopkeepers were…
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Jack Marshall
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El Cerrito, United States of America
Date:
2005
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On the nights before Passover, Rosh Hashanah, and Yom Kippur, my mother would send me to the butcher with some birds to be slaughtered according to ritual so the meat would be kosher—that is, clean…
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Lázaro Liacho
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Buenos Aires, Argentina
Date:
1943
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[ . . . ] We have nooses fastened around our necks; when the pressure abates for a moment, we utter a cry. Its importance should not be underestimated. Many a time in history did such cries resound…
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Gustawa Jarecka
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Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1942
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With zeal and zest I threw myself into the work to help assemble archive materials. I was entrusted to be the custodian, I hid the material. Besides me, no one knew. I confided only in my friend Hersh…
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Israel Lichtenstein
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Warsaw, General Government (Warsaw, Poland)
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1942
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Through the large portal of “The Jewish Gauchos,” one of the most moving literary tributes to the Republic in the first hundred years after the May Revolution of 1810, Dr. Noé Yarcho, the “miracle…
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Pablo Schvartzman
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Buenos Aires, Argentina
Date:
1963
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The filthy train lurched along the tracks, jolting my spine through the slats of the wooden seat.
I was thoughtful, my happiness mixed with vague regrets. Happiness? No, a deserter’s sense of hard-won…
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José Chudnovsky
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Buenos Aires, Argentina
Date:
1964
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One week later, as we returned from work, there, in the middle of the camp, in the Appelplatz, stood a black gallows.
We learned that soup would be distributed only after roll call, which lasted…
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Elie Wiesel
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1958
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Few events of a similar kind ever attracted the attention of the public, in such a degree, as the contests between Mr. Humphreys and myself. The long correspondence which passed between us previous to…
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Daniel Mendoza
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London, United Kingdom
Date:
1816
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The sunset lit up the sky, splashing the drab tenements with gold, bringing memories of Sabbath candles and the smell of gefüllte fish. When I had lived on Hester Street, I would…
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Anzia Yezierska
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1950