Not Just a Survivor: a portrait of my mother

The camp is getting fuller and fuller. I talk to the Sanitater - an SS guard who collects the sick from all the other camps and brings them here - and he tells me that when there are over a thousand inmates they are sent away. And I see that the camp is filling up and filling up and filling up. So I decided - I am not going away with them to Auschwitz. I have to get out of here!. My mother was a Holocaust survivor. She embodied the Holocaust. She experienced it physically lived it emotionally and studied it intellectually. She spent her entire life trying to make logical sense of an inexplicable trauma that ruled her life and decimated her past.But being a Survivor was never all of who she was.She was so much more - somebody truly special who survived and enriched peoples lives not because of the Holocaust but despite it.Filled with the many stories of love loss hope friendship and food told and retold - some by her and some about her - this book creates a composite of the warm intelligent and amazing person that she was.These are her stories.