We went to a concentration camp today. It was raining and I was very cold, but not as cold as they were. I was frightened by the enormous pyramid of ashes, but not as frightened as they were. I felt angry when I heard some German start yelling, but not as angry as they were. And I cried when I was by myself, but not as often as they did.
Posted by Sarah at September 26, 2004 08:58 PMNice.
Posted by: Mike at September 26, 2004 09:03 PMWhen I was at Dachau, years ago, German school children (appx. 12-16) were running around and giggling.
At Dachau. Giggling.
Posted by: Sparky at September 26, 2004 10:53 PMI just linked this post, which I thought was exceptionally well-written.
You might be interested in my post about a woman who was killed in Dachau, here:
http://photoncourier.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_photoncourier_archive.html#109491535757315983
Posted by: David Foster at September 28, 2004 05:31 PM