Introduction

I have decided to use this blog space as a place to post images and information gathered about the Jewish Holocaust. I have become disturbed recently by the sheer audacity of a number of people running around the internet claiming that the attempted extermination of six million Jewish human beings during the World War 2 Era never actually happened. I feel that everyone has a responsibility to protect the memory of those men, women, and children who were brutally murdered by Adolph Hitler's Nazi regime. Although I understand this may seem like an atypical use of a "blog", understand that I am not a professional "web designer", and this seemed like the easiest alternative. I am simply a concerned human being, who wishes to do everything in his limited power to help the fight against evil, and intolerance. This site will be, by no means, a complete historical resource.

Jewish victims at Babi Yar pass corpse in the street.


Note: This page will be a work in progress, so there may not be much here for a few days. Also: some pictures may contain graphic violence. They are placed here in a historical context. It is important that all of our future generations learn about the capacity for man to commit barbaric evil, and why we must do everything in our power to ensure that this same situation will never happen again.

Nazi victims--Buchenwald.

"When I came to power, I did not want the concentration camps to become old age pensioners homes, but instruments of terror." - Adolf Hitler



Nazis burning the bodies of their victims.


An American soldier stands over the graves of murdered children, dug for them by the citizens of the nearby town of Nordhausen.

A Prayer of the Holocaust
Father, Adonai, Creator,
who set the round course of the world,
birth, death and disease-

Father, who caused veins, brains, and bones to grow,
who fashioned us air that we might breathe and sing-

Remember that we are incomplete
and inconsolable, our vision clouded by ashes.

Remember the chimneys, the ingenious habitations of death
where part of Israel's body drifted as smoke through the air.

Remember the mutilated music of their lives.

We lament infields of loneliness
for six million of our number torn away.

Remember them.


Child prisoners at Auschwitz concentration camp

There are some who have no memorial.
They are perished as though they had never been.

Forget them not.

Remember the landscape of screams
engraved at entrance gates to death.

Remember the unborn dreams.

Remember the terror of children, whose tears were burned
Remember the agony of parents, whose blessings were consumed

Remember the prayers of the dying,
the shame and the suffering of the innocent.

Remember. We have not forgotten You
though all this has befallen us.

Remember the God-forsaken millions in a silent world;
their loneliness was matched only by Yours.

Who is like You, 0 Lord, among the silent,
remaining silent through the suffering of His children?

Are You not God, 0 Lord, that we may hope in You?
Renew the light of Your creation, which has been dimmed.

Renew in Your creatures Your image, which has been desecrated

Restore the covenant, which Your people have maintained

Remember the hopes of the slain
by sending redemption to Your shattered world.



Jewish victims of Nazi concentration camp

In spite of everything which strangles hope,
help us to continue the sustaining song of their lives.

We know that a time will come when there will be no strong and no weak, no hunters and no hunted, no oppressors and no oppressed, no slayers and no slain, no masters and no servants, no rich and no poor.

Are our enemies mightier than we?
Torah is stronger than their might,
and our dream is greater than their night.

We know that this world will be saved from evil.

Should this not be true, may we know nothing further,
as nothing will be worth knowing.

For we know how difficult, how dangerous, how piteous it is to be a human being. And we know how grand, how glorious it is to be a human being.

When we recall the pain of our past, we also must recall its splendor, the foundation with which our lives began, and our debt to all those of blessed memory who have come before.

Their lives and their teachings sustain us. As surely as something in all of us died with them, the merit of their lives stands at our side today.

Because of the strength and the beauty and the piety of their lives, because of our hope for the future which they have planted within us we say Yes to creation and we say Yes to our Creator and to His eternity and holiness.

We know that a time will come ...



Adapted from Soma Morgenstern (1890-1976),
Galicia and the United States, The Third Pillar