‘a beacon of memory and hope‘
We recently spent two days in Boston. It was a much needed family getaway and I’m glad we made it happen before summer ended. We packed a lot into our short stay, but there was was one place we visited that meant more to me than all the rest. For years I had wanted to visit the glass towers of the New England Holocaust Memorial to not only pay respect for all those lost, but to also gain a more clear understanding of what they went through. As we walked through each of the glass towers and read the words of survivors etched in stone I felt overwhelmed with sadness and even a little anger. It sickened me to imagine human beings being treated as numbers and often led to their death with the belief they were going in for a simple haircut. We walked and read among other visitors to the memorial, all of us completely silent or talking in a whisper out of respect. It was one of the most moving experiences I have ever had and I know that my 14-year old Nick felt the same, especially when he read this particular quote:
As I read this and looked at my own fourteen year old boy I was nearly brought to tears. There are truly no words to describe how powerful this experience was for all of us. The Holocaust, to me, was something unimaginable until I visited the memorial and walked through those six glass towers etched with numbers and read the words of the few survivors. It was an unforgettable experience that I will carry with me forever as I vow to practice compassion and acceptance of other people regardless of where they come from or what the color of their skin or hair might be.
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