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It is March of 2015 and my wife and I are in Budapest. It is a cloudy, windy day and there is a distinct chill in the air. I am used to this weather as I have spent my whole … Continue reading →

  I was still in a fog of confusion when my mother emerged from the cell in which she was emptying my father’s lock box. When I saw her standing next to me I sputtered “Are you ready to go?” … Continue reading →

It was one of those days in June that remind you of the summer that is just around the corner: glaring sun, humidity and temperature in the 90’s. The type of day best remembered in Kodachrome and not in person. … Continue reading →

Vienna has two monuments to the Holocaust and unsurprisingly they are both controversial. The memorial that was built first was erected in 1991 on a plaza behind the opera house.  It is called “The Memorial Against War and Fascism” and … Continue reading →

The boy, finished with surveying his realm,  walks over to the rail and scoops up a handful of small rocks that lay nearby and begins to toss them one by one into the rushing stream below. I stare at the … Continue reading →

Late that night, I was awakened to the sounds of my father being ill in the bathroom. I walked to the door and asked him if there was anything that I could do to help. He told me no, and … Continue reading →

  The following afternoon found us in another cab. We had spent the morning doing errands among them going to the National Bank of Austria where my father banked a small pension given to those who had been forced to … Continue reading →

  The next morning was another beautiful mild spring day and after a hearty breakfast at the hotel we went for another stroll. This time we headed out towards the Opraring and the Ringstrasse as our initial destination was the … Continue reading →

But you know that when the truth is told… That you can get what you want or you can just get old You’re gonna kick off before you even Get halfway through When will you realize, Vienna waits for you? … Continue reading →

    I grew up at a time when World War 2 was a recent memory. It was a part of the collective Zeitgeist Children played war games, and everyone wanted to be a GI. No one wanted to be … Continue reading →