Miep Gies
Without Miep, Anne would have been forgotten…
You’re not sending work emails on Shabbat, are you?
Grand the gestures, great, big, surging…
Love your neighbors and watch your beard.
Men look better without ties…
I am not a communist…
Once upon a time in a school…
Ginger could do everything that Fred was doing, brilliant, backwards, but echoes only three sons dancing with their father in the seder, for the last one lacked the steps, the words.