Seeking Justice in Their Own Ways

Seeking Justice in Their Own Ways

My grandfather, on the left, interviewing the former Prime Minister of Romania, Radu Vasile, in 1998.   My grandfathers’ lives could not have started more different. On my mother’s side, my “Zeida” was born in a small town in pre-war...

The Immigrants

All my grandparents were immigrants. Three were from Lithuania and one was from Scotland (although her parents had migrated there from Lithuania) My father’s father was a tailor in NYC and made men’s suits. He was a member of the Amalgamated Clothing...

3rd Generation

My Grandmother realized that the only way to better the lives of public service employees was to organize. As such, she became a member organizer within her institution for AFSCME. It was her courage and determination that led me to understand the value of belonging...
Bloom

Bloom

Pulling onto the tarmac of my grandparent’s driveway was always one of the best feelings in the world – especially in the summer. The air would always be hot and dry, and the lush trees and flowers my grandparents were so skilled at cultivating smelled so...

Who we are.

My Grandparents were German Immigrants. They were peasants on my grandmothers side of the family and my grandfathers family would be called middle class by today’s standards. They came to Sutton, NE because they had heard that the Burlington-Northern Railroad...