Menachem Rosensaft’s Opinion piece, “Extending The Holocaust Legacy” (April 17), caused me to reflect on my childhood, which led to my serving as head librarian at Martef Hashoah.
I was born in Transylvania and both parents and older brother are survivors, each with a story. When we fled Communism, we were first headed to Haifa via Italy with HIAS assistance. But at the last minute, an uncle, a Holocaust survivor, was found in the U.S., and he agreed to sponsor us. So I wound up in America, for most of my life, until I made aliyah, and commenced a new career in Holocaust studies.
The chain of memory and the custody of our legacy is thus still being passed on, to me, and from me, to the next generations. We shall never forget. Am Yisrael Chai.