I had the privilege of meeting Mania Salinger, and hearing her talk, during my visit to Holocaust Memorial Center in Farmington Hills yesterday. She was even kind enough to take a picture with me. I immediately began reading her memoir when I returned home last night, and finished today. Her talk was fascinating, and she tells it a matter-of-fact, and often humorous way. Her feistiness, as a young girl during the war, was obvious during her talk but I did find that she was able to convey more of her emotions on paper. I liked how her book fleshed out more of the details of the stories she told in person. It was sometimes hard for her to find the right word, or convey what she was thinking, during her talk, so reading the rest in her book was satisfying. I am in awe of her courageous spirit, not only in the things she described doing during the war, but in writing her memoir itself. She touches on this a bit in her book, describing how it was so much easier to experience the holocaust (while in survival mode) than it is to have to remember and re-tell it these many years later. This is completely understandable, and I am extremely grateful that she chose to share her life with us anyway.