A family recipe, a childhood memory, a Depression-era handout
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Halina Larman was born in Warsaw, Poland, moved to the United States with her mother when she was eight, and has been trying to assimilate ever since. She lives in Albany, California, with her husband and three children.
She was the one who snuggled with my mother every night, the storyteller who was too sick to run away with her daughter and granddaughter before the SS came in the morning, and who chose instead, after tucking my mother into bed the night before, to climb the stairs of the ghetto apartment building and step off the ledge, freeing them to leave, grief-stricken, without her.