Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp

As I slowly walked around Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp, I felt an air of finality everywhere. In the air where the guards may have watched the prisoners walking below; in the morgue with blood stains in the concrete; in the high fences with rolls of barbed wire and weather-beaten skull and bone signs. I never realized how big it was, and how many people they fit into the camp at one time. Continue reading “Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp”

The Evils of War

A few days ago, we went to the Holocaust Museum in Berlin. It was extremely tragic to hear all the stories of those who were taken to concentration camps. One room was dark in the museum. The only light in the room were lighted floor panels. On the panels were stories that were tragic. Some were stories of families broken up. Some were final goodbyes. Some stories were completely oblivious to the pain that would inevitably enter their life. These stories were not shocking, but just deeply saddening. The thing that hit me harder were the numbers on the walls. Each listed an approximate number of deaths from each country killed in concentration camps. The number of people who lost their lives over almost nothing is terrible. We must take this history and learn from it. That is the point of history. Next stop Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp. Continue reading “The Evils of War”

Solemn Remembrance

Although everyone who looks back on the events of the Holocaust would describe them as an unparalleled evil, I am guessing many are similar to me in that the sheer numbers of those exterminated by the Nazi powers seems hard to grasp. The Holocaust seems to be a distant atrocity crusaded by a few men with unspeakable darkness in their hearts. That is exactly why the preservation and displaying of these acts are so important. Continue reading “Solemn Remembrance”