Thursday, January 27, 2005

Awakenings

I'm working on a bunch of mind-numbing boring stuff, and some top-secret giftie stuff, so there are no pictures of knitting this morning.

Today is the 60th anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz. I admit to a long-time ongoing interest in the Holcaust, fueled at least in part by a 4th grade teacher who read a book called Twenty and Ten to our class. I admit that I spent weeks, no, months, no, years reading everything that was in the library on that era. Many of the books I read would not be considered "suitable for children" these days, but my mother was an enlightened woman. And a reader. She did not censor my reading. Thank heaven!

So this morning on the way to work, I was moved to tears to hear Debra Fisher tell her father, Oscar's, story. The audio will be available after 10 a.m. ET. Listen. And reflect.



// posted by Ann @ 1/27/2005 05:48:00 AM
Comments:
I had a friend in high school who was the daughter of survivors. That room affected her very being.
# posted by Blogger Ann : 9:42 PM
 
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