Painted Letter #2, Berlin, Germany
Eva Rickles: This is the second letter from Peter, expressing the joy he felt to receive my parents’ response to his first letter written from Shanghai.
Tag: What We Carried
Painted Letter #1, Berlin, Germany
Eva Rickles: Jou and Peter’s Departure (Text below the letter) This picture depicts the exodus of friends of my parents who had to flee from Germany in 1938
Photographs, Budapest, Hungary
Eva E. Aigner: Our apartment became a house marked by a Jewish star, during the Holocaust. We were taken to the ghetto from here.
Document, Myo Thu Gyi, Burma
Mohammad Ali: This is my Family Registration Card which the Myanmar Immigration and Population Department issued. Description about the Registration
Dog Wippi, Berlin, Germany
Eva Rickles: My beloved friend and “canine sibling” in Berlin was my dog “Wippi” ~ the name a shortened version of the German word for “tail wagger.”
Tefillin, Budapest, Hungary
Eva Aigner: My Father was orthodox. Most orthodox men used the Teffilin for morning prayers. Teffilin is made of leather straps, which are wrapped around
Prayer Beads, El-Gadarif, Sudan
Rudwan Dawod: These are prayer beads (Misbaha). They are very common in my native country of Sudan, particularly among Sufi Muslims.
Photo, Battambang, Cambodia
Sivheng Ung: Picture of me and my siblings, 1973. Bettambang. It’s a very rare survival picture of us, taken during my senior year.
Family Photos, Budapest, Hungary
Leslie Aigner: This photo is my mother + 2 sisters and myself These photos were taken in 1944 in Chepel ghetto in the Budapest suburbs.
Registration Cards, Budapest, Hungary
Leslie Aigner: These were given to me on the way home from the camps. They allowed me to travel on the trains and get some food on the stations
Postcard, Budapest, Hungary
Leslie Aigner: Postcard sent from Auschwitz camp when I was ordered to write home. I addressed it to a gentile friend. I did not want to give out any family
Coffee Pot & Grinder, Sarajevo, Bosnia
Imam Abdulah Polovina: In this photo you can see an old traditional handmade coffee bean grinder and the traditional coffee called “dzezva” for making Bosnian
Photographs, Ngoma, Rwanda
Emmanuel Turaturanye: My family my Pride Daddy was killed on 9 April 1994 I carry this picture because it keeps his memory and spirit alive in me.
Postcards, Budapest, Hungary
Les Aigner: My mother Anna asking my dad Gyrela, if he ever received the food package that she has sent him This postcard was sent to a town named
Photographs, Chongkal, Cambodia
Saron Khut: In 1980 my mother, my sister and I escaped Cambodia carrying only a few things, as we walked to the Lumpook refugee camp in Thailand.