I have been reading some books lately on the concentration camps , I first attempted to read " Night" by Elie Wiesel, I will tell ya it was to much for me , very slim soft cover book contained such words that I was unable to finish it .. I will again pick it up .... right now I am reading "The Final Jounrney " by Gudrun Pausewang , both books are excellent reads. They show us that we only think we have issues..... these folks went thru hell on earth. Our issues are merely inconviences.
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lifeizabitch
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Sep 12 @ 6:43PM
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And there are those( the revisionist ) who try to say that it never happened; that is an even sadder truth.
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borachone
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Sep 12 @ 6:48PM
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Mags I had the irreplacable pleasure of knowing a gentle kindhearted man from L.A. who was a prisoner at Auschwitz camp and was fortunate enough to have been one of a handful of survivors of that deplorable situation. His experience was most frightening when he related it to me, however it did not dull is faith in his fellow man as he was a trusting and generous man his whole adult life. Sadly last year the ravages of time took him from us I will miss him dearly. Read all you can Maggie and be thankful we have only minor problems and issues to confront. Our faith and trust in our fellow man should always be our guide.
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BuddhaDon
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Sep 12 @ 7:27PM
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There is more than one holocaust.
It is my understanding that this was written by an Italian journalist who was the victum of torture:
"Not the torturer will scare me
Nor the body's final fall
Nor the barrel's of death's rifles
Nor the shadows on the wall
Nor the night when to the ground
The last dim star of pain is hurled
But the blind indifference of a merciless
unfeeling world"
I think the last two lines are appropriate.
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Redhead131
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Sep 12 @ 7:41PM
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I have read quite a bit on the tragedy but nothing touched me more than something that happened when I was a fairly young nurse.
I was working at Rusk Rehabilitation Hospital in Manhattan in 1992 and caring for an elderly woman recovering from a head injury. I did not know much about her family or history and nobody had ever mentioned anything to me, but when bathing her late that night I came across a tattoo of a number on her forearm. I immediately knew what it was and my heart I think actually stopped for a moment. I wanted to cry. It is something I have never forgotten to this day. It immediately changed the concentration camps from history to a terrible reality to me.
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NachoBaby
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Sep 13 @ 9:21AM
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I sat in a small but packed church one time, to listen to Corrie Ten Boom speak. The tale she wove was so intensely sad, sobs were heard all through the church. People could not fathom that other people could perpetrate such misery on their brothers. She is an inspiring speaker, and a pretty darned good author as well. The Secret Room (short version) or the Hiding Place... check it out.. a pretty darned fine read about resistance fighters and social misery.
Then realize, it's still going on. Even now, the names and places have changed, but it's the same thing. Genocide.
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