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A Change Of Destination

 The route was Sered-Auschwitz. Not listed on a railway station timetable, nor as a sign nailed to a carriage the way things were done back then, in the early ‘forties On the face of it, why is the route significant? … Continue reading

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A Kapo In Our Family?

Hedika was my late father’s cousin. I heard the disturbing details about her burial plot from my sister, when I asked her for news of our Hedika. “What, didn’t you know? She died! You won’t believe where they buried her! … Continue reading

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