Yad Vashem

            I had an aunt Marion, the gentlest and strongest of souls, who was from Amsterdam, and who, during World War II,  made a practice of  getting papers to name Jewish children as her own, to keep them safe, to keep them alive. She was found out, and two SS troopers showed up at her door one day—and having no choice, she shot them both dead. She escaped.

            Some years ago she was honored by Israel as a Yad Vashem, a righteous gentile, and a tree was planted in her honor on an avenue whose name escapes me.  In any case, when my own four children were young, and we were visiting Tony and Marion’s farm in Vermont, I asked her blithley if there is life after children.

            She looked me hard in the eye, and measured her words to make sure they got through, and said to me, “Life,” she said, “is children.”

About lifegrower

Peter V. Fossel has been gardening since he was nine, and has been an organic farmer for the last 20 years. His most recent book, “Organic Farming, Everything You Need to know” was published by Voyageur Press, Minneapolis, 2007. He’s written numerous gardening articles for Organic Gardening, Horticulture, Country Journal, Out Here, and American Profile among others. He was Gardens Manager for The Hermitage, home of President Andrew Jackson in Tennessee before returning to Cape Cod to start his newest organic venture, Swan River Farm in Dennisport, MA.
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3 Responses to Yad Vashem

  1. mainebird says:

    I love this, Peter. Food for thought.

  2. Barb Del Carlo says:

    I LOVE YOUR AUNT! Glad she was a good aim and made it to the USA. I agree with her completely. Great thought to keep in our hearts.

  3. Jennifer Charnofsky says:

    She sounds like you.

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