Norbert Strauss, my Saba, embodies the strength, resilience, and indomitable spirit of the Jewish people.
Perched on his bicycle so that he could escape harassment from the local Hitler Youth, my grandfather watched his shul in Frankfurt burn to the ground on the morning after Kristalnacht.
Almost 85 years later he proudly walked up to the chuppah to make a bracha (blessing) at his third great-grandchild’s wedding.
Source: Gil Perl
