My Jewish Legacy | Submitted by Felice Cohen
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Submitted by Felice Cohen

Submitted by Felice Cohen

Posted by Elyse in Stories 27 Mar 2011

Excerpt from her memoir, “What Papa Told Me” about her grandfather’s life before, during, and after the Holocaust.

Foreword

“Feigela,” Papa’s eyes were moist as he spoke my Yiddish name. “I want you should write my story.” He was looking out a glassed-in porch, four stories above a deeply green manicured lawn; a serene blue river cutting precise S-shapes throughout. Animating this Disney-perfect shoreline were dozens of bright white herons, while common hawks flew overhead. We were sitting on the terrace in one of several identical condominiums inside Papa’s gated community in Boca Raton, Florida.
“But it’s not just in the camps I had to survive,” Papa said. “All my life I’ve come up against roadblocks and had to find ways to push through. I lived my life always with my kids in mind. I want they should know my story so that they can learn to survive, too. People should know,” Papa had decided, “so that it doesn’t happen again. I lost most of my family – parents, siblings, cousins, so many killed. I suffered conditions you shouldn’t know from. But I never complained.” His eyes grew moist. “I’m just an ordinary man who lived his life.”
I took out a notebook.
Here is what Papa told me.

www.whatpapatoldme.com

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