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I remember "Aunt" Dorothy as my mother´s best friend. They spoke Polish together although as survivors, my parents refused to speak Polish after the Holocaust. I remember Aunt Dorothy´s warmth, caring, and matzo ball soup. Seriously, on Pesach, that matzo ball soup was outstanding. I´m grateful to have grown up calling her my "Aunt Dorothy," since because of the Holocaust, we had no grandparents. She always had an open heart and open home and I send her family my love at this time.
Shari Preston
November 01, 2021 | Family