I have been trying to put my experience at Auschwitz into words for two days now and I simply can’t yet. Seeing the exhibits of the horrors and hearing about everything that happened has made it all far more real but also that much more surreal. I hope I can find a way to talk about this soon, but for now it’s too early.
I can tell you that I will never forget watching Howard stand in the barracks at Birkenau, talking to a captive audience about the horrors he experienced. The one other image that is etched in my memory and will forever be my image of hope and perseverance is the sight of Howard walking out of the camp, his head held high, proof that the Nazis failed.
