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Introduction
Why? What a word!
So small, but with so many vocal interpretations. When spoken by a
grieving adult, it’s a cry of pain. When asked by the young and the
innocent, it’s a word filled with curiosity. Why
is sometimes followed by Why
not? or Because
. . . and around and around the unanswered question – “Why?”
So
many times I have heard the pain in a Holocaust survivor’s voices as
they related hesitantly, softly, reluctantly, their story. “Why?” they asked themselves, could they not find an answer to satisfy the
anguish they felt? And then, after a pause to reflect, they would ask, “Why,
me?”
Is there an answer? Can there ever be an answer? I don’t believe so,
but there can be closure. I’ve seen it. For more than fifty years,
historians have pounded into the minds of Holocaust victims that they
lived while millions died. They were left with a legacy of guilt and
carried it wherever they went.
Their children bore their parents’ guilt by witnessing their grief.
They saw the burden and were unable to lift it. Some could not cope with
their parents’ world and became estranged; damaged by their association.
The victim, now called a survivor, asked of what value was in his
survival?
And the answer, the why
-
became the grandchild – a progeny born only because they did survive.
Pure and untouched, a vessel filled each day with universal knowledge and marvelous
experiences, born of a new generation. Love is the lining that coats the
vessel and love will be the balm that heals.
“Why,
Zaida,
are you alive?” So
you, my grandchild, can change the world to be a better place.
A.
Abram.
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