Posted on November 15, 2018
In recent months, I’ve learned that my life is bound together with two families who took enormous risks to save my father and my grandparents from the Nazis. What I have discovered about the rescuers is both wondrous and bleak. One family, the Furstenbergs, has thrived; another, the Mynareks, is gone, seemingly without a trace. My father, who had been rescued via the Kindertransport, was taken in by the Furstenberg family in Kalmar, Sweden.