I was born in a small town in Poland, April 4, 1936. My memory of my childhood started in the Holocaust. I am not sure when I realized that this was home. I became comfortable begging and stealing. In my travels, I learned to be afraid. I went from camp to camp with my aunt, since most of my family had already left my life. I began my new life at 8 years old when I was liberated by the British at Bergen-Belsen. I did not recognize my father and brothers when we were reunited in a refugee camp, April 1946. We came to the USA on the first boat of refugees. I married and had two children and amazing grandchildren.

 

Vodjeslav, Poland

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Elane Geller