My Polish father spent five years in the German concentration camp system. He was captured by the Germans in fall of 1940 and finally liberated by the Americans in spring of 1945.
During those five years, he saw men crucified and hung, castrated and…Continue
I used to go to Theresa's, a bar on the southside of Chicago where the music was always great and the dancing wild. Most of the time, me and my friends were the only white guys there, but we didn't care.
The music was hot.
I'm in the middle of writing a sequel to my murder mystery…Continue
My Polish parents met in a concentration camp in Germany toward the end of World War II.
My mom had been brought to Germany by the Nazis to work in a slave labor camp. The day she was captured she saw her mom and her sister and her sister's baby killed by German…Continue
America has always been hard on refugees.
We were Polish refugees who waited for 6 years while America decided if it would take in any of the 12 million displaced people left behind by the German carnage of WWII.
Finally the USA agree to take in 275,000 of us.
That's right, 275,000.
We were the lucky ones. We came here.
The unlucky ones went back to their home countries, now controlled by the Russians. My uncle went back. After 3 years…Continue