About 20 years ago, my mom and I went on a European tour. We visited Switzerland, Austria, and Germany.
One of the tours included a trip to the Dachau Concentration Camp. At the very beginning of the tour, they station a museum to read up on the history and look at pictures from the times.
After viewing the museum, we were to go on a tour of the camp to see where people were inprisoned, forced into labor, medically experimented on, tortured, and killed. It was a very heavy and humbling experience. I couldn’t go past the museum and instead waited for my group to come back from their walk.
Its days like these that are so important because we cannot ever forget or ignore what happened to over 6 million Jewish people all those years ago. To forget and to not acknowledge what happened is absolutely brutal for the families affected. Yes, while many people today may not remember or have even met their deceased relatives, the affect of their death is felt daily, all these years later.