''The last time I saw you was nearly fifty years ago. Father and you were in hiding at Uncle Piet and Aunt Nel's place on Schieweg. I was somewhere in the Crooswijk district with people who were very apprehensive about having the small Jewish boy that they had taken into their house ...] For a long time I have put off writing this letter. But someone has to report to you what happened to our family and to your and Father's siblings. I am the only one who can still do that, and I'm no longer that young either.'' *** Half a century after the murder of his mother in Auschwitz, Isaac Lipschits...