I was born into a traditional Jewish family in Tluste, Poland, and at nine years old, watched through a crack in the door as the Nazis invaded our city, miraculously stopping before reaching our house. My mother and I escaped to a labor camp, where I saved both my cousin’s and my life while others, including my grandmother Rose, were shot outside. Through the kindness of a Ukrainian farmer who took me in, I survived when so many perished, eventually immigrating to America where I built a new life with my family. Come to Portraits of Survival to learn more.