This book gives a detailed, erudite and colorful account of Jewish communities in Austria and the former Czechoslovakia, and their migration and partial demise, from 1890 through the early 1940’s, with brief later references to the pertinent family’s life in the United States.
The author’s grandmother is the Irma we all get to meet, a vivacious, well-educated and determined woman who eventually helped to facilitate the exodus of many Jewish children to Palestine during World War II. Irma’s Passport is a tribute to her perseverance, not only in her good works, but in her emotional world as well, while she lives through being widowed twice, and then raises a son during the Nazi occupation.
The book is exceedingly well researched, and I learned so much about this part of the world and how it was affected by invasions from other countries. We think we know the Holocaust, and most of us have heard of aspects such as the French underground, but I honestly knew little about the diverse Jewish communities in Austria and the work they did to create the beginnings of the state of Israel.
Irma brushes shoulders with Einstein, Kafka and even Eichmann in her comings and goings, moving in circles that assisted her in accomplishing all she did in this era.
Overall, a fascinating historical memoir and biography.