“We had little to eat. Since I was blonde with a light complexion, I could pass as a non-Jewish Pole and smuggle food to my family in the ghetto. The police often stopped me and confiscated the food I was carrying. Once, a guard tried to force me to admit I was Jewish and ordered a German Shepherd to attack me. Even when the dog bit off pieces of my flesh, I insisted I wasn’t Jewish. I still bear the scars.” Read about two Holocaust survivors, German Jewish newlyweds sent to America by their parents to have children to “save our people,” in One Person’s Loss. Learn more about the book in NOVELS.
