Author Archives: 34orion

1 “Well, we are sitting pretty,” said Tad to me, rubbing his neck, “Just two small things and we are ready to go.” He must have noticed from my frown and quickly tried to butter over it. “Don’t worry,” he … Continue reading →

It heavily rained the next day. I awoke in the morning with a headache and I was sure I was running a temperature. Mama heard me sniffle and came right over to inspect her patient. She took nursing very seriously … Continue reading →

When I got out of bed the next morning it was as if I had not slept at all. Perhaps I had not. My sleep had been punctuated by nightmares populated by wolves hunting me. In most of them, I … Continue reading →

  Mama and Papa began to prepare themselves for the journey east. We owned a little of value. Our entire furniture consisted of a large bed in which they slept and a small bed for me, a couch with broken … Continue reading →

My face was resting on my hand as I awoke and the sharp metallic smell of solder flux on my fingers stung my nose. My bed, tucked into the corner of our flat that was our “kitchen”,  felt lumpy. I … Continue reading →

  Mama noticed my muddy shoes right away when I came home but she didn’t say anything. She probably thought that I had been in a park somewhere with Dita Roseman. After all I would be fourteen before long. It … Continue reading →

I hear the river whispering about the delta in the hiss of my blow torch.Tad loved to talk about the endless, mysterious plain of reed and water. He sounded more believable about this than about any of his other raves. … Continue reading →

    The path that led to the fisherman’s hut was a maze of high brown grass, reeds, and small dunes.  It was damp and cold, a hard, blustery wind was blowing from the north, from the Czechoslovak Reichs Protectorate. … Continue reading →

  In the evening, Cousin Walter came to our apartment pick up his briefcase. He is Aunt Tina’s youngest so twenty-two years old and fat. His mother, Mama’s sister, is held in high regard in our family because she married … Continue reading →

I like the smell of locksmith shops. That is how I  picked my course at the Jewish Apprentice Institute. That may seem crazy to most people. But that’s another story. Now at seven in the morning, I wasn’t so excited … Continue reading →