The Script

The Script

The invitation to Zoom with students at St Mary’s Ecumenical Institute, Baltimore and speak on the topic: Jewish and Christian responses to the Holocaust, sparked my interest but mingled with thoughts of inadequacy.  And there I was, yesterday the 15th June sitting in...
Why me?

Why me?

Graduating Class Nuneaton High School, July 1948. Sheila is second from the left on the second row and I am third from the left on the front row. I remember my complaint from all those years ago. Laying in bed late one night, it was summer time in Coventry, England,...
Words Matter, Images Matter

Words Matter, Images Matter

Schultütte | First day of school Germany in the 1930’s It’s June  here in Phoenix, time to relax and begin to enjoy the lazy days of summer ….. but my mind is occupied with an invitation to share my story with a group of  teachers attending a day focused on Holocaust...
Lest We Forget

Lest We Forget

May is a month for remembering Last week Amy Williams landed in Phoenix with a tin of Chocolate Chip Shortbread biscuits  from London, with a Spitfire on the lid and the words,  To Commemorate the 80th Anniversary of VE Day, 1945 -2025. I was 13 years old, living in...
Amazing Grace In the White House?

Amazing Grace In the White House?

Another blog about seeing. I open my iPad and the headline lures me in but it disappears before I can click and is instantly replaced by other filtered stories. Curiosity peaked, I Google,  Amazing Grace in the White House,  and immediately two articles appear.  Fox...
A Tale of 2 Families

A Tale of 2 Families

2 Advertisements The Tellers and the Zacks were good friends, well known,  respected citizens with thriving businesses in the center of Gemünd, a small market town, in the Eifel region, Germany. The Tellers made and sold hats. To go out in public hatless was...