The Last Rose of Shanghai

by Weina Dai Randel

Occupied Shanghai was the only open port for Jews, the only city that accepted him without an entry visa.

There is a kind of love that strikes like a thunderbolt; it blinds you, yet opens your eyes to see the world anew. Within its light, a pathway was illuminated.

Jazz makes us feel alive; it helps us forget about reality. Classical music is different; it’s about remembering.”

he realized he had forgotten what music had meant to him. He had forgotten it was once his life, forgotten it had helped him survive; he had forgotten it was a sacred land of joy and sorrow, the art of remembering and forgetting, the language of love and forgiveness.