i had a week off in april and visited my parents ( as i often do - i have doctor's appointments to attend - a perfect excuse to travel to my homeland ). on the first day we made our way up to buchenwald. mainly because we wanted to pick wild garlic. but we remembered that the day we were visiting was the liberation day of kz buchenwald and since the garlic picking ground was right next to the camp we decided to extend our stay a bit ( i convinced my parents to stay, because i'm magnetized by historical places and am cruel to myself for wanting to remember past times, especially as difficult and terrible as these ). but i do feel it's important to commemorate the past, and take it to heart, the loss, the pain and the terror, so you don't forget. in times like ours at the present, i think it's even more important and pressing to look back, to show what might return if we let the wrong ones reign us. the gate building. the areas that are narrowed down with ston...
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