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Mendel Grossman’s job was to photograph “thriving life” in the Lodz ghetto for the Judenrat director who preferred to ingratiate himself to the Nazis. But confronting the real story of starvation, suffering, and death, he knew he had a different mission. He didn’t survive, but with his hidden camera, he managed to document the truth for generations.
When the Nazi sneered that he’d be dead before ever seeing Jerusalem, Binyamin Werzberger knew that one day against all odds, he would yet stand next to those holy stones of the Kosel. And for the past two decades he’s been in charge of cleaning the world’s most precious wall, outliving his tormenter’s curse and feeling more blessed than ever.
The following essays by children of Holocaust survivors reveal a range of emotions and scenarios, but if there’s a common theme, I think, it’s one of appreciation. It wasn’t always easy growing up in a family full of scars, but despite the hardship, our parents were our heroes. At this time of national loss, it is right to remember the pain, and equally right to savor the strength of a people who will not be broken, with G-d at their side.