As one iDollator wrote to the group, You are truly a family of open-minded people and it's so great to know I'm not alone.

(My uncle, a latecoming passionate Jew, had not given his children the Jewish education I had received.)

Sometimes the boats ran out of drinking water and food on the journey, and for most emigrants a coffin-shaped space between other bunks or a small square on deck was all the shiproom they had for themselves and the bundle of luggage they took with them to their new lives.

I asked Obdulia if she weren't afraid of the police. Her face blankened. Oh, I never saw the witch, senor, she said.