Letter from Cuba – Part III

(This post is a continuation of my father's letter explaining his "reason for emigration," which he wrote in Cuba in 1938-9. More excerpts to come...)   My sister, Alice, tried to convince us, on her many trips to Paris, to sell everything and hurriedly leave...

A Letter from Cuba – Part II

(This post is a continuation of my father's letter explaining his "reason for emigration," which he wrote in Cuba in 1938. More excerpts to come...)   Surprisingly, our earnings increased from month to month, so that, unfortunately, familiarizing myself with the...

A Letter from Cuba – 1938

REASON FOR EMIGRATING:  Adolf Hitler comes into power. January 1, 1933, Adolf Hitler is named “German President from Hindenburg to Chancellor of the Republic”. The German people cheer and celebrate, fireworks, torchlight processions. In short, Germany has awakened!...

When Your Workplace Is The Cause of Your Trauma

There's an epidemic in companies today that few people are talking about. It's insidious. It's difficult to diagnose and there is no test for it. But the effects felt by those targeted by it are debilitating, humiliating, and soul-crushing. And the cost to companies...

Intergenerational Trauma And The Holocaust

“What if something happens and you never come home, Em?” I hear my mother’s voice in my head as I pack for a trip to New York. I can feel the knot in my stomach move up to my throat and suddenly, I’m nauseous. I go to the bathroom and vomit. This isn’t the first time...

Remembering A Beloved German Jewish Newspaper

I remember sitting on the floor in my bedroom, listening to 45s after coming home from school. “Billy Don’t Be a Hero,” “Hooked on a Feeling,” or even “Africa,” turned up as loudly as I could without Mutti or Vati storming in, telling me to ‘turn down that awful...

The Face of Intergenerational Trauma

Three years ago today, I spent the day in bed, alternately crying and sleeping. I didn’t want to go anywhere, see anyone, or do anything. My mother had passed away two weeks before, right before Christmas, and I was on the verge of depression. While you might read...