The Pages In Between: A Holocaust Legacy of Two Families, One HomeSimon and Schuster, 09.09.2008 - 288 Seiten In a unique, intensely moving memoir, Erin Einhorn finds the family in Poland who saved her mother from the holocaust. But instead of a joyful reunion, Erin unearths a dispute that forces her to navigate the increasingly bitter crossroads between memory and truth. To a young newspaper reporter, it was the story of a lifetime: a Jewish infant born in the ghetto, saved from the Nazis by a Polish family, uprooted to Sweden after the war, repeatedly torn away from the people she knew as family -- all to take a transatlantic journey with a father she'd barely known toward a new life in the United States. Who wouldn't want to tell that tale? Growing up in suburban Detroit, Erin Einhorn pestered her mother to share details about the tumultuous, wartime childhood she'd experienced. "I was always loved," was all her mother would say, over and over again. But, for Erin, that answer simply wasn't satisfactory. She boarded a plane to Poland with a singular mission: to uncover the truth of what happened to her mother and reunite the two families who once worked together to save a child. But when Erin finds Wieslaw Skowronski, the elderly son of the woman who sheltered her mother, she discovers that her search will involve much more than just her mother's childhood. Sixty years prior, at the end of World War II, Wieslaw Skowronski claimed that Erin's grandfather had offered the Skowronskis his family home in exchange for hiding his daughter. But for both families, the details were murky. If the promise was real, fulfilling it would be arduous and expensive. To unravel the truth and resolve the decades-old land dispute, Erin must search through centuries of dusty records and maneuver an outdated, convoluted legal system. As she tries to help the Skowronski family, Erin must also confront the heart-wrenching circumstances of her family's tragic past while coping with unexpected events in her own life that will alter her mission completely. Six decades after two families were brought together by history, Erin is forced to separate the facts from the glimmers of fiction handed down in the stories of her ancestors. In this extraordinariy intimate memoir, journalist Erin Einhorn overcomes seemingly insurmountable barriers -- legal, financial, and emotional -- only to question her own motives and wonder how far she should go to right the wrongs of the past. |
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... feel lightheaded. The stairwell had a faint stench of urine and rot. The iron railings were twisted as though beaten and bruised. On the turquoise walls, ribbons of graffiti swirled around the badly chipped paint. Ijust wasn't ready for ...
... feel lightheaded. The stairwell had a faint stench of urine and rot. The iron railings were twisted as though beaten and bruised. On the turquoise walls, ribbons of graffiti swirled around the badly chipped paint. Ijust wasn't ready for ...
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... feel tears forming in my eyes, too. “She's doing well.” I had been worried he would hate me. Instead, I'd just brought his long-lost sister back to life. “How old is she?” he asked as my friends translated. “She's fifty-nine,” I said ...
... feel tears forming in my eyes, too. “She's doing well.” I had been worried he would hate me. Instead, I'd just brought his long-lost sister back to life. “How old is she?” he asked as my friends translated. “She's fifty-nine,” I said ...
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... feel the pierce ofher grief. “what a terrible story!” I said. But Mom waved me off. “It was a long time ago,” she said. I took my eyes off the road for a second and settled them on her, hoping to see beyond her nonchalance to ERIN ...
... feel the pierce ofher grief. “what a terrible story!” I said. But Mom waved me off. “It was a long time ago,” she said. I took my eyes off the road for a second and settled them on her, hoping to see beyond her nonchalance to ERIN ...
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... feel tears creeping onto her lashes, but she blinked them away. The kids could still come, and she didn't want them to think she was a baby. She wouldn't cry, she refused to cry, even after her stepmother and aunt suggested she cut the ...
... feel tears creeping onto her lashes, but she blinked them away. The kids could still come, and she didn't want them to think she was a baby. She wouldn't cry, she refused to cry, even after her stepmother and aunt suggested she cut the ...
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