never forget

2019 International Holocaust Remembrance Day and a remembrance of my parents. My father was born in the shadow of the Mountain in 1911 and went to Europe in 1943 and came back to the USA ten years later with a Dutch wife and five sons. Both of my parents had a thousand reasons to never speak of their experiences and I grew up with a handful of stories from each of them. I was blessed with the privilege of caring for them in the last few years of their lives and heard things that will follow me out the door when I leave as well. Their sacrifice as well as joy at liberation, however, will be remembered by their family.