This is what I HAVE to tell.
Memory is a blessing and a curse.
May the last words of the victim surpass and outlast those of the killer.
When I left the voting booth, no soldiers in uniform were visible; no swastikas were in sight. I was safe. My vote was secret.
Like Eva, I had to travel alone to a place where I knew no one, leaving my friends, my family, and my home.
After Eva's sudden departure, we never lived together as a family again.
While the world around us was violent, cruel, and in ruins from war...we loved each other, knowing that we might have to bid farewell forever to our best friend, Candida.
In her lifetime, Renate had to say "good-bye" to many people: friends, relatives, acquaintances. In October, we shall strive to celebrate the lives of those left behind. ANNI I had a friend. When I was eight years old, I had …
Right then I decided to become a doctor.
In the back of the vegetable garden was a very old and quite large beehive that my parents had transformed into a store and playhouse for us. They painted the outside of this shack green and helped us sew red-checkered …