The Story of My Name and Why It Matters to Me
Asking whose death (or loss) has influenced me creates a series of most inward seeking thoughts, stories, and ramblings, whether I’ve known, loved and admired them, or never actually met them.  But, undoubtedly, the influence that the death of my Aunt Klari (or Klara, for whom I am named) in 1945 at Auschwitz has been... Read more »