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Надписи на паре "колонн" Холокост Мемориала в Бостоне. Хотел написать "мои любимые", но это слово сюда не подходит. Надеюсь, вы поймете о чем я.
“Ilse, a childhood friend of mine, once found a raspberry in the camp and carried it in her pocket all day to present to me that night on a leaf.
Imagine a world in which your entire possession is one raspberry and you give it to your friend.”
Gerta Weissman Klein
Sobibor
“At first the bodies weren’t burned, they were buried. In January 1944, we were forced to dig up the bodies so they could be burned.
“When the last mass grave was opened, I recognized my whole family — my mother, my sisters and their kids. They were all in there.”
Motke Zaidel
Chelmo
( Boston Common Memorial )
“Ilse, a childhood friend of mine, once found a raspberry in the camp and carried it in her pocket all day to present to me that night on a leaf.
Imagine a world in which your entire possession is one raspberry and you give it to your friend.”
Gerta Weissman Klein
Sobibor
“At first the bodies weren’t burned, they were buried. In January 1944, we were forced to dig up the bodies so they could be burned.
“When the last mass grave was opened, I recognized my whole family — my mother, my sisters and their kids. They were all in there.”
Motke Zaidel
Chelmo
( Boston Common Memorial )