I was two years old in 1938 when my father was taken to Dachau after Kristallnacht in Vienna, forcing my mother to flee with me and my infant brother when Nazis bolted our apartment. Our family navigated a harrowing escape through Europe before narrowly reaching America in November 1939, where my brother and I were temporarily placed in a children’s shelter until our family reunited. After escaping Europe just in time to avoid the Holocaust, I later attended the High School of Music and Art, became a civil rights activist at the University of Alabama, and taught art in New Jersey schools. Come to Portraits of Survival to learn more.