Debra Doxer

Dancing is like magic. It makes me disappear. When I dance I'm not a sister or a daughter, not a lover or a friend. I exist in the moment, onstage, where I turn pain into art and pretend the....

At fourteen, my life was perfect. The beach was my playground, and the boy who stole my heart lived just around the corner. But perfect never lasts. In one horrifying moment, I lost it all....

Meira Sokolow had the misfortune of being born to Jewish parents in Warsaw, Poland, in 1912. Before she took her first breath, her fate had been sealed. Residing in the Jewish Quarter of the city, Meira's early life was typical. She fell in love with a local boy, got married, and had a daughter...