Echoes of Tattered Tongues: Memory Unfolded

Irena Sendler was a Polish woman, a social worker, who, in the middle of World War II, in the middle of the worst killing in a country wher...

I recently received an email from the artist Carolyn Bardos . We were exchanging notes about my parents and their experiences in the war, an...

Recently, SGI Quarterly , a Buddhist magazine devoted to Peace, Culture, and Education, asked me to write a piece about my mom and dad and w...

I recently heard from my friend Halina Koralewski, a Polish-American interested in making sure Americans know about Polish and Polish-Americ...

I gave a lecture recently at Benedictine Academy , a Catholic girls’ school, in Elizabeth , New Jersey .   I talked about my parents there ...

  When my father was dying of liver cancer, the doctors popped him full of morphine, enough morphine -- they thought -- to keep him d...

Last year, I posted the following. I wanted to thank all my generations and generations of Polish ancestors who simply kept going despite a...