I was born in Rakow, Poland, into a loving family until the Nazis invaded in 1939. After hiding in forests and losing my family when they were discovered and killed, I escaped to Germany with false papers as a Catholic Polish laborer, working in Nazi households in constant fear of being recognized, witnessing firsthand how Germans knew what was happening to Jews. After liberation by Americans in 1945, I made my way to Belgium, met my husband Fred, and chose vigilance over hatred despite my experiences. Come to Portraits of Survival to learn more.