ABSTRACT
I do not remember when I came to Sighet for the first time to live with Grandfather. But I do remember what I was learning. I was learning Chumash, the Pentateuch, with Rashi's commentary, and that means I was about four years old. I lived with Grandfather, Rabbi Shaye Weiss, for more than ten years, until we were separated by Josef Mengele, in Auschwitz, when we both stood before him and he sent Grandfather to the right, to death, and me to the left, to struggle and hard labor.
