By Betyna Bock Nora at the Fruit Shop In Theresienstadt you worked in the vegetable garden and stole fruit and vegetables. You defied death by disregarding the rules and hiding them in your lumber jacket while the Czech police weren’t looking. Now sixty years later in your smart red blazer and pleated floral skirt you breeze past the sign DO NOT TOUCH THE FRUIT. You give the purple plums a … Continue Reading ››