It was interesting, my uncle who is a concentration camp survivor began to question at our Passover sedar why it is we passed down from generation to generation how we were freed from slavery in Egypt, yet at the sedar meal we never take time to remember the suffering of the oppression felt during the Holocaust. I guess that evening we should have discussed Yom HaShoah and how saying Kaddish allows us never to forget the nightmare of genoside.

Alex, although it is overwhelming to visit a concentration camp or holocaust memorial I feel the experience offers a depth of understanding that reaches our soul in a way no book or discussion on this subject can possible come close to. I visited Dauchau in Germany and the holocaust memorial in Washington. Those moments are imbedded in my brain. They changed me as a person.
Just like what Bert was saying, we are all neighbours. We are a community of souls on this planet. If my neighbour is in need may I have the courage to open my heart and home to him.

Bonnie