When I turned seven, my family was moved to social housing not far from the main market in Rabka Zdrój. Our neighbors called the building we lived in a bathhouse; at the time I thought it was because we had a bathroom and running water. It was exciting for me to explore the new neighborhood, make new friends and play outside from morning to dusk. I would run with other kids around an area with concrete elements protruding from the ground every few meters; the area also had a strange vibe. People from other streets said that ours was a Jewish street and that the whole area and the main square were inhabited by Jews before World War II. “Hmm, I have never seen a Jew in my life, but I could sense the resentment and fear that Jews seemed to stir in people.” Some would even tell us that when Jews come back, we will have to move out. Twenty five years later, when reading the book “Dark Secrets of Tereska Mansion” (Mroczne sekrety Willi Tereska) that presented the Holocaust in the region of Rabka, I found a photograph of my residential building with an inscription “the mikveh building”. Knowing very little about those who used to live here, I was stirred to action to salvage whatever could be salvaged from oblivion. My fascinating conversations with the last eyewitnesses who remembered their Jewish neighbors motivated me to look further and expand my knowledge. Archival documents and photographs donated by friends helped me solve some of the puzzles.