The strangest thing happened. I went looking for Selinger--a high-placed Nazi who protected my family for a while during World War II--and found Falkenberg. Bernhard Falkenberg was another German transplanted to Wlodawa, the chief engineer of an ambitious drainage project. Serendipitously, I've happened upon war-era photos of Mr. Falkenberg with his wife and young son,... Continue Reading →