We were quite happy going along with what we were taught as children … until a seed of thought was planted … in Sorrento At last, pen to paper.  For some considerable time now I have wanted to write my husband’s testimony.   My husband, like myself, came from a Jewish background. Whereas...

Fearbecame an ‘old friend’,  predominantly pathological fear of my mum, fear of my dad, fear of arguments between my parents leading to violence, fear of speaking when I shouldn’t, moving when I shouldn’t and fear that there would be no end to the hell I quickly perceived my life to...

How could I look God in the face and ask for his forgiveness? If I’d had the answer to this, I may have been better able to cope with the events that were unfolding … I suppose like many others born shortly after the war, from a very early age...

If I were to be asked what was the best gift I had ever received, it could only be one thing, and that is, my salvation. Without it, I would not even be writing this article, because I would be dead… I wonder, if you were asked what was the...