Robert G. Varady’s father, László Weisz (“Laci,” pronounced “Lutzee,” to family and friends), cultivated a reputation as a raconteur. Varady picks up the narrative from the post-war years in Hungary, to a sojourn in Paris, and ultimately to the U.S. The degradation and deprivation Laci endured before and during World War II are not unique, yet the particular details of his travails and escapes make this story fresh. Unfortunately, World War II intervened. He has found that most readers, even non-Jewish readers, find a way to relate the memoir to their own lives.