NEW YORK: My father's tears as we left Breslau forever in 1938 are unforgettable. But as a 12 year old boy I was thrilled to be leaving the squalor of that time. Nowadays when asked what the word 'homeland' means to me, my answer surprises even myself -- "homeless." There are many ways to lose one's home. It can be, as mine was, expropriated in your own homeland. Exile that results is a condition endured by millions in this century.
NEW YORK: My father's tears as we left Breslau forever in 1938 are unforgettable. But as a 12 year old boy I was thrilled to be leaving the squalor of that time. Nowadays when asked what the word 'homeland' means to me, my answer surprises even myself -- "homeless." There are many ways to lose one's home. It can be, as mine was, expropriated in your own homeland. Exile that results is a condition endured by millions in this century.