The Building I Walked Past for Forty Years π
For forty years I walked past an anonymous building on Constitution Avenue. Then a side door on C Street opened onto an indoor sun. [...]
David Enzel
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An Internet Relationship That Mattered π
Om Malikβs writing and photography reminded me that meaningful relationships can be formed across the open web, even between people who never meet. [...]
Washington Fixture, Reimagined π
A Washington fixture, closed for four years, reimagined for the next century. [...]
Everything Else is a Question π
I have only two memories of my mother; everything else is a question. [...]
A Reference Guide to Holocaust Resources π
Sources you can trust [...]
Arriving π
A return to Squirrel Hill, Mineoβs Pizza, and an understanding of my father that took decades to arrive. [...]
Centre Pompidou β A Place I Came to Love π
From shocking to beloved β what the Pompidou taught me about a city that evolves. [...]
Where Hitler's Crowds Once Roared π
After decades of visiting Nuremberg, I finally stood on the grounds where Hitler once addressed thousands of followers. [...]
Walking Where My Father Walked π
Visiting CzΔstochowa, Poland β the city where my father once walked as a young man before World War II. [...]
Berlin Then and Now π
Two visits to Berlin, separated by nearly four decades, revealed a city transformed. Berlin taught me that remembering the past and rebuilding for the [...]
What Was Destroyed Did Not Vanish π
Born before Poland existed, my father lived to see what survives destruction. [...]
My Parents Were the Argument π
In 1896, Theodor Herzl warned that antisemitism would return even after periods of calm. More than a century later, his words still resonate. As the c [...]
The Museum of the Second World War in GdaΕsk: Architecture, Memory, and Politics π
Bold design, curated narrative. [...]
POLIN Museum: A Monument to Life and Memory π
A museum recounting 1,000 years of Jewish life in Polish lands. [...]
The Joy of Photography π
A thoughtful essay by Ferdy Christant reminded me that photography does not need to justify itself. [...]