by Theresa Vargas, Washington Post, Columnist
For a long moment, Henry Pachnowski sits in silence as he considers how it feels to live in the U.S. as a person who is stateless.
Then he offers one word: “Empty.”
The 83-year-old Maryland resident is a Holocaust survivor, and for most of his life he thought his situation was unique. But in recent years, he has met other people like him who live in the U.S. but don’t belong to this country or any other.
“I thought I was all alone,” Pachnowski tells me on a recent morning. “I had no idea there were other people.”