leaf-covered road with trees on both sides

Zdenek was otherwise consigned to that silent space where my father kept his memories.

When Time Stopped, by Ariana Neumann, page 192.

We joked about how remarkably balanced we had both turned out considering our father’s inability, for all his brilliance, to deal with anything emotive.

Ibid., page 194.

Reading this memoir by Ms. Neumann, who grew up in Venezuela and had no idea of her father’s harrowing experiences as a young Jewish man in Nazi Germany, I thought about how much pain and sorrow people carry inside… hidden from view.

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