Edith Zack
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I could not put your book down…. all these feelings it wakened within me... grace, compassion, faith in the human spirit.
Ayala
Reviewed in Israel
...The atmosphere, the scents, the exposed voices, and the whispers underneath. Your personal story...so much ours. So far, so close, so moving.
Ruth Levin
Reviewed in Israel
Your book is almost my own autobiography.
R.H
Reviewed in Israel
In one breath I had dived into Vera’s divided world and from there to my own memories of childhood... the clear and authentic style of writing enabled me to be there, with Vera, to listen to bedtime stories, or be with her under the table with Mrs. Mandelbaum…
Dorit
Reviewed in Israel
...Tears, sharp pain, and laughter blended my senses while accompanying Vera on her journey.
I miss my grandmother; I miss a world that is not there anymore. . .
Nirit Skalka-Modai
Reviewed in Israel
...humble-moving-throat grasping book...
shocking event wise...unsentimental and unfiery language wise...like a piece of chamber music.
Ron
Reviewed in Israel
…Breathtakingly moving...written exceptionally well...
Esti
Reviewed in Israel
...A book full of compassion and love... I commend you for writing in such a strip naked way straight from your heart.
Shlomo
Reviewed in Israel
Humour and originality flow along and open a window to generations I have not been familiar with.
Michal
Reviewed in Israel
If you have not read Travels with Vera, you have not had an exceptional experience. Ever since I met Vera, she has not left me. She resides in my mind and in my heart as if she has been a member of my family.
Noa Samelson
Reviewed in Israel
The following review came as a personal letter from Amos Hausner, the son of Gideon Hausner, Israel’s Attorney General during the 1960s and chief prosecutor of the Adolf Eichmann Trial (1961).
Amos was 11 years old at the time of the trial; I was 14.
My mother Shari, and her first husband Eugene were on one of the transports sent by Eichmann from Hungary to Auschwitz. On another transport that was sent that day were Alice, my mother’s youngest daughter (my half-sister), our cousin Kitty and my aunt Lea with her husband Herman and their 3 children. Not one of the latter survived.
