Grandmère Revisited

When I wrote about my great-grandmother last year, my old friend (and prom date) Karen sent the post to her father, a retired Israeli diplomat who served on the board of Yad Vashem. He passed it along to an official there, who wrote to say she'd added it to Grandmère's file and to ask if I had more photos or documents.

This sparked a great flurry of email within my family, bringing further details to the surface. We are notoriously poor communicators, at least with each other. Each of us had pieces of the puzzle, but it took an outside influence to force a more complete picture.

The "new" information, including papers from Yad Vashem, was compelling enough to rewrite my post. You can find the revised version here.