
ADLON
THIS Story has never been told. This story needs to be told, now more than ever.
This is the story of unlikely survival in a society where people are slowly and systematically being stripped of their human rights and personal freedoms by a nefariously ‘elected’ fascist government. These were ordinary citizens—who happened to be Jewish—living in Berlin during Nazi rule in Germany from 1933 to 1945.
It happened.
It was rare, but it happened to my family and others who were deemed undesirable.
This is the harrowing true story of my grandmother, Frieda Stein, and her father, Emil’s, epic tale of survival and protection—thanks to her complicated SS brother-in-law in war-torn Berlin. From after-hours parties at the Adlon to hiding in exile, this is a story about forbidden love, the human condition, fate, the moral compass, and our unfortunate ability to compartmentalize. It is, in essence, the principle of Pikuach Nefesh—Hebrew for the obligation to save a life in jeopardy.