Dubrawski

5 articles by Dubrawski.

My Bar MitzvahDubrawski · Memoirs · #828Heishke celebrated his bar mitzvah in the small village of Dorokhova. This was the first and last simcha with his parents and sisters.
And My Eyes Opened Once AgainDubrawski · Memoirs · #827Even before his mother managed to recover fully, Heishke fell sick. * The doctors were pessimistic about his chances of recovery and he felt his strength ebbing.
No, No, My Son! I Will Not Leave You Alone!Dubrawski · Memoirs · #826It was a very hot, dry day. My mother (Malka, who was called Manye) and her escorts walked slow...
The Groan That Saved MeDubrawski · Memoirs · #825The wasteland of death and disease that encompassed all of Samarkand was fully evident between the...
Kaddish for My FatherDubrawski · Memoirs · #824A HEARTRENDING KADDISH During the time I said Kaddish daily for my father and sister Tziva&rs...