It's Holocaust memorial day today. When I was 18 I visited Auschwitz in Poland. I remember it well. It was a beautiful summer's day amid a holiday that was probably the best I had ever had. I stood next to the ovens where the Nazi's had disposed of the millions of bodies they had murdered.
I left that day feeling wholly inadequate. For my mind was just incapable of even getting close to understanding or feeling the utter misery and horror that camp had visited upon millions of people.
I'd like to go back one day. Perhaps one day in the winter when it's dark and cold to give my mind another go.
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