![]() I watched documentaries about it with my father, the history nerd, listened to the few stories that my grandfathers would tell, but up until that point I had been intentionally sheltered from the horrors of the holocaust. Both of my grandfathers served in it and so my parents wanted to make sure that we understood the sacrifices they made, the things they saw. ![]() I got mad at my mom when she made me go to bed on time, I complained if I didn’t like what we were having for dinner and I argued about what I was and wasn’t allowed to watch on TV. My biggest concern was whether or not a boy named Jason liked me back. Before this book my world was sunshine and rainbows. I first read this in my eighth grade History class. ![]() But can we, the reader, even understand what happened there? Can modern men and women comprehend that cursed universe? The author, who is actually in the above picture, said it best in the forward “Only those who experienced Auschwitz know what it was.” I think we can all agree with that.
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