My grandma was a different level of hero.

Her family was wiped out in the concentration camps, and she still found the courage, and resourcefulness to save many Jewish families from the horrors and slaughter of Nazi occupied Poland.
Her story is the stuff of legend. It makes superheroes seem ordinary mortals.

I was lucky enough to be able to sit down with her and get the whole story. In full detail.
One day I’ll tell my kids about it but not yet. Because the heroism came with a very very steep price, and they’re not ready for that part.

We all talk about the war we’re in and what happened October 7th. A lot of people compare it to the holocaust. It’s no where near what happened in the holocaust. Not even close. People today can’t even fathom the horrors that transpired back then, and will never need to.

Sometimes I try to “talk” to her, wondering in my mind what she’d say about different things in my life if she was alive.

And lately I find myself asking what she’d say about the rising antisemitism in the west. But here’s the thing, I know exactly what she’d say.
She’d look me squarely in the eyes and say “we now have our own country in our ancestral home, with the best army in the world. So fuck them. Fuck them all”

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